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Writer(s) : Peter Morgan, David Peace

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                         THE DAMNED UNITED



                             Written by

                            Peter Morgan



                          From the novel by

                            David Peace






1   EXT. ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                                1

    Heavy leaden skies over the arachnoid stands and floodlights
    of Elland Road stadium: home to Leeds United football club.

    And rain. Sheets of angry, Yorkshire rain.

    TITLE: "THE DAMNED UNITED"


2   INT. BOARDROOM - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                    2

    Flashlights pop as DON REVIE, (late 40's), the most
    successful manager in English football, walks out in front of
    a pack of newspaper and TV REPORTERS. He is flanked by the
    Chairman of Leeds United, (MANNY CUSSINS, 60's), and several
    other white-haired blazer-wearing members of the Board.

                        REVIE
           I'm just going to make a brief
           statement.

    CAPTION: "JULY 4th, 1974"

    REVIE stands under a large trophy cabinet, filled with the
    silverware he has won. REPORTERS wait: intimidated. Cowed.

                        REVIE (cont'd)
           Yesterday afternoon at 3.00, I
           accepted the FA's offer to become the
           next manager of the England national
           football team.

    A gasp among the JOURNALISTS. A burst of flashlights. The
    BOARD MEMBERS look down at the floor in silence. Bereaved
    fathers losing their favourite son.

                        REVIE (cont'd)
           Obviously that involves me leaving
           Leeds United after 13 happy and
           successful years, which makes me very
           sad. I'd like to think I have built
           the club into a family and there must
           be sadness when anybody leaves a
           family. However, when one man goes,
           another steps into his place. I know
           who I think that person should be, the
           man to replace me, and I shall make my
           feelings clear to the directors. Thank
           you. No further comments.

    REVIE turns and walks out, a volley of REPORTERS shouting
    questions...

                                                  FADE TO BLACK:

                                                                               2


3   EXT. MOTORWAY - DAY - (1974)                                  3

    We're in a car. Tarmac passes beneath us. Roadmarkings.

    OVER THIS: the sound of a flat Teeside voice, singing along
    with Frank Sinatra on the radio...

                        VOICE (V.O.)
           "Fly me to the Moon.."


4   INT. CAR - DAY - (1974)                                       4

    Two young BOYS, (12, 9) stare out of car windows. Raindrops
    on the panes of glass. Their father, BRIAN CLOUGH, (39),
    slick, modern, cocky, handsome. About as big a contrast to
    DON REVIE as it's possible to find, is up front. Driving..

                        CLOUGH
                  (singing)
           "And let me play among the stars.."

                        SIMON
           When are we there?

                        CLOUGH
           Any moment now. On the right.
                  (singing)
           "Let me see what spring is like..."

    The car turns a bend, and suddenly the floodlights and stands
    of a football stadium come into view. The BOYS' eyes widen.

                        BOY 1
           There it is! Dad! There it is!
    The BOYS smile in excitement.

                        CLOUGH
                  (singing)
           "..on Jupiter and Mars.."

    `LEEDS UNITED FOOTBALL CLUB' written on the side of the
    stadium. CLOUGH smiles, then puts his foot down. The car
    accelerates past the turning. The BOYS' smiles fade.

                        BOY 1
           Where are you going? Dad? You've
           missed it.

                        CLOUGH
           We've something else to do first.
           Won't take long.
                  (singing)
                        (MO RE)
                                                      (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                3
4   CON TINUE D:                                                   4
                          CLO UGH (cont'd)
             "In other words, hold my hand. In
             other words, darling kiss me..."

    The MUSIC continues as the car drives on, turning into the
    MUSIC of a television program..


5   INT. TELEVISION STUDIO - DAY - (1974)                          5

    The `CALENDER' front title sequence, a Yorkshire TV current
    affairs program. We're in a TV studio. The presenter is
    AUSTIN MITCHELL, (40)..

                          MITCHELL
             Today we welcome Brian Clough as he
             starts his new job as manager of Leeds
             United, taking over from Don Revie -
             the most successful manager in the
             club's history, under whom Leeds have
             won everything..
                          CLOUGH
             ..not QUITE everything. Not won the
             European Cup...

                          MITCHELL
             ...but pretty much everything else.
             Daunted?

                          CLOUGH
             Daunted? Not at all, Austin. Looking
             forward to it.

                          MITCHELL
             The biggest challenge of your life,
             and you'll be without Peter Taylor,
             for the first time. Your lifelong
             professional colleague.

                          CLOUGH
             Yes, Pete's at Brighton now. He had
             the opportunity to come with me, but
             Brighton was his choice. Leeds was
             mine.

                          MITCHELL
             A surprising choice, some might say.
             Because you've been very vocal in your
             criticism of them over the years.

                           CLOUGH
             I have.



                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              4
5    CON TINUE D:                                                5

                           MITCHELL
              You've accused players of dirty
              tactics, cheating, dissent, foul play.
              You called Norman Hunter, Norman
              "Bites yer legs" Hunter, you've said
              Peter Lorimer falls when no one
              touches him...

                           CLOUGH
              And I was right.

                           MITCHELL
              I'm curious. Why do you now show such
              alacrity to joining them after such
              vituperative criticism of them for so
              long?

                           CLOUGH
              Goodness, it's going to take me half
              an hour to explain all those words for
              a start.

     Laughter from the camera CREW..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Football is a beautiful game, Austin.
              It needs to be played beautifully. I
              think Leeds have sold themselves
              short...


5A   INT. REVIE'S HOUSE - SAME TIME                              5A

     CLOUGH's interview continues on a TV in a sitting-room, where
     it is being watched by Don Revie, sitting in an armchair...
                           CLOUGH (ON TV)
              ..they've been champions but they've
              not been good champions in the sense
              of wearing the crown well. They've not
              been loved. But then that's hardly
              surprising, given the type of
              operation there's been in place there.


5B   INT. YORKSHIRE TV STUDIOS - DAY                             5B

     CLOUGH continues...

                           CLOUGH
              Football clubs are like families,
              footballers are sensitive people. I'd
              like to bring a little warmth into the
              set-up...

                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                  4A
5B   CON TINUE D:                                                     5B

                           MITCHELL
              "That type of operation?" I presume
              you're referring to Don Revie..

                            CLOUGH
              I am..


5C   INT. REVIE'S HOUSE - SAME TIME                                   5C

     REVIE continues to watch the TV...

                           MITCHELL
              ..who has long been regarded as a
              father figure in Leeds. And now you're
              coming in as the outsider, the enemy
              even, after all the things you've said
              in public, coming in and taking ouver
              as STEPfather.

5D   INT. YORKSHIRE TV - SAME TIME                                    5D

     MITCHELL looks up at CLOUGH...




                                                             (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                5
5D   CON TINUE D:                                                  5D

                           MITCHELL
              Don't you expect some degree of
              resentment to this?

                           CLOUGH
              I would accept and expect a
              strangeness, initially, it's   perfectly
              normal. But it won't be long   before
              they realise I'm a fair man.   A kind
              man. And maybe under me they   can
              experience what it's like to   be in a
              happy family, after all.

                            MITCHELL
              How can you be sure they weren't happy
              with Don all along?

                           CLOUGH
              They wouldn't have played football
              that way if they were happy.

5E   INT. REVIE'S HOUSE - SAME TIME                                5E

     DON REVIE's eyes burn with indignation. He picks up a
     telephone, and angrily starts to dial..


6    EXT. TRAINING FIELD - DAY - (1974)                             6

     Here they are. The Leeds PLAYERS. Long hair and long faces.
     Surly. Truculent. Dangerous.

     Out on the practice pitch. In the rain. Some doing warm-up
     exercises. Others milling dangerously in groups. Their names
     on their purple track suits.

     HUNTER, LORIMER, GILES, BATES, GRAY, CLARKE, BREMNER, MCQUEEN


7    EXT. CAR PARK - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                     7

     CLOUGH's car pulls up. He and his sons get out. A few waiting
     press. Cameras. Lights. A few FANS with autograph books.

                           JIMMY GORDON
              Where have you been, boss?

     JIMMY GORDON, CLOUGH loyal trainer, his face creased with
     anxiety..

                           JIMMY
              Directors have been waiting more than
              an hour. C'mon..

                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              5A
7   CON TINUE D:                                                  7

    JIMMY GORDON leads CLOUGH past the training pitch. CLOUGH
    looks out..




                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                6
7   CON TINUE D: (2)                                               7

                         CLOUGH
            Morning lads! Lovely Yorkshire
            weather!
                   (gestures shivering)
            I tell you makes me want to jump on a
            plane right back to Majorca!

    CLOUGH laughs. The PLAYERS stare in silence. Squinting in the
    drizzle. Condensation coming from their mouths.

    JOHNNY GILES stares. BILLY BREMNER spits and continues
    talking disrespectfully.

                         CLOUGH (cont'd)
            Not much of a welcome, was it? And not
            so much as a smile from Johnny Giles.

                         JIMMY
            You're five days late!! And did you
            really need to say that about Majorca?
                   (beat, changing the
                    subject)
            You know he was Revie's first choice
            for getting your job.

                         CLOUGH
            Who? Johnny Giles?

    CLOUGH looks over at GILES, who turns away, resumes
    training....

                         CLOUGH (cont'd)
            Was he now? And Bremner?

                         JIMMY
            Club Captain. Don's son and heir. His
            first born. You're never going to get
            any love from him.

    BREMNER, a flint-eyed Scot, stares at CLOUGH..

                         CLOUGH
            Great. Here's to happy fucking
            families.


8   INT. CORRIDOR - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                     8

    JIMMY GORDON leads CLOUGH and his BOYS down a corridor, where
    countless photographs of DON REVIE hang on the walls. Holding
    silverware.

    They pass an open door, with a sign outside, `MANAGER. Mr.
    DON. REVIE.' CLOUGH stops. Looks at the sign.

                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                          6A
8   CON TINUE D:                                              8

    Then pushes open the door..

                                                                                7


9   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)             9

    CLOUGH walks into the manager's office. The empty chair. The
    bare desk. His desk. Don's desk.

    CLOUGH takes a seat in the chair.

    Presently, a middle-aged matron, JEAN REID, Don Revie's
    faithful SECRETARY for 13 years, appears in the doorway..

                        CLOUGH
           Any chance of a cup of tea, duck?

                        JEAN
           They're waiting for you. Upstairs.

    CLOUGH swings his feet on the desk.

                          CLOUGH
           Who's that?
                        JEAN
           The Directors.

                          CLOUGH
           For me? Why?

                        JEAN
           For the board meeting.

                        CLOUGH
           Let them wait. Now, how about that cup
           of tea?

    CLOUGH smiles sweetly, but JEAN stares at CLOUGH. She
    pointedly doesn't move. CLOUGH lowers his feet.

                        CLOUGH (cont'd)
           All right, I'll go then. Wouldn't want
           to get off on the wrong foot.

    CLOUGH walks over to the door. Looks at the desk.

                        CLOUGH (cont'd)
           Who's desk is that, love?

                        JEAN
           Yours, Mr. Clough.

                        CLOUGH
           Not mine. I didn't put it there, did
           I?

                          JEAN
           Mr. Revie's.
                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              8
9    CON TINUE D:                                                 9

                           CLOUGH
              Let's get rid of it then, shall we?
              Chairs, too. The whole bloody lot.
              Think it would be best if there were
              nothing of his left here.

     CLOUGH reaches the door..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Were you his secretary?

                           JEAN
              I was. For thirteen happy years.

                           CLOUGH
              What's your name, pet?

                           JEAN
              Jean, Sir. Jean Reid.
                           CLOUGH
              In which case, no offence duck, but
              there's nothing I want typed on paper
              from you other than your resignation.

     She gasps..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              And you can change the locks on your
              way out. Don't want the ghost of
              troubled Don popping in now, do we?
              Rattling his chains. Scaring my young
              ones.

     CLOUGH puts his arms protectively round the BOYS, and leads
     them out of the door. JEAN REID stares, visibly shaken.


10   INT. BOARDROOM - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                  10

     Half-a-dozen white-haired patriarchs sit at a large table.
     Matching blazers and matching brass. MANNY CUSSINS, SAM
     BOLTON, BOB ROBERTS, SYDNEY SIMON, PERCY WOODWARD.

     Aldermen and Rotary club members. Masons and businessmen.

     CLOUGH enters the boardroom. Indicates to JIMMY GORDON to
     look after the BOYS outside. Inside: matching curtains and
     carpets.

                           CUSSINS
              Come in, Brian.

     CLOUGH sits down at the head of the table. Rubs his hands
     together..
                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              9
10   CON TINUE D:                                                10

                           CLOUGH
              What? No one going to offer me a
              drink? Like an undertakers in here.

     The DIRECTORS shoot looks at one another.

                           CUSSINS
              Why did you do it?

                          CLOUGH
              Do what?

                           BOLTON
              The interview. For Yorkshire TV.

                           CUSSIN
              We've had a phone-call.

                           BOLTON
              Not so much a phone-call. Bloody
              tirade.

                           CUSSINS
              From Don. They only went and rung him.
              And ran some of your quotes by him.
              About how unhappy the players were.
              What "bad champions". Looking for a
              response.

                           BOLTON
                     (shudders to himself)
              Bloody got one, as well. He's gone
              berserk.

                           CLOUGH
              He had it coming. He shouldn't have
              done that piece in the Mirror should
              he? Saying he thought I was a daft
              choice.

                           BOLTON
              He's entitled to his opinions.

                           CLOUGH
              And I'm entitled to mine.

                           CUSSINS
                     (barks, flame on)
              And I'm entitled to MINE.

     The room falls silent. That got everyone's attention.




                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                  10
10   CON TINUE D: (2)                                                 10

                            CUSSINS (cont'd)
               I hired you to do this job because I
               think you're the best young manager in
               the country...

                            CLOUGH
               Thank you. I'm the best old one, too.

                            CUSSINS
               ...I also did it under the assumption
               that you'd be coming here wanting the
               best for the club. For the city of
               Leeds. So why do I still get the
               feeling this is all about you and Don?

                            CLOUGH
               Of course it's just about me and Don.
               Always has been. But instead of
               putting frowns on your foreheads, o ye
               elders of Leeds, in your blazers and
               brass fucking buttons, it should put
               big white Colgate smiles on your big
               white faces, because it means I won't
               sleep and won't eat until I take
               whatever that man's achieved and
               beaten it -- beaten it so I never have
               to hear the name "Don Fucking Revie"
               again -- beat it so the only name
               anyone sings in their Yorkshire ale
               houses, raising their stinking jars to
               their stinking mouths, is Brian
               Clough. Brian Clough uber fucking
               alles. Understand?

     The blazers and brass buttons, WHITE-HAIRED ELDERS of Leeds
     stare at one another.

                                                              CUT TO:


11   OMITTED                                                            11

                                                                            10A-11


12   INT. FRONT ROOM - CLOUGH'S HOUSE - DERBY - NIGHT - (1968) 12

     CLOUGH sits glued to a wireless in his front room.

                         RADIO ANNOUNCER
            ..Ladies and Gentlemen, the draw for
            the third round of the FA Cup will now
            commence..

     CLOUGH's eyes widen: he calls out to the others..

                           CLOUGH
            C'mon, Pete!

                         WHITE-HAIRED ELDER
            Number twenty-two..

                         RADIO ANNOUNCER
            Derby County, second division..
                         CLOUGH
            Here we go. That's us..!

     CAPTION: "SIX YEARS EARLIER"

     PETER TAYLOR, seven years older than CLOUGH, his closest
     friend, his only true friend, appears breathlessly in the
     doorway back from a fish and chips run...

     ..followed by BARBARA, Clough's wife, and the three
     children..

                           WHITE-HAIRED ELDER (ON RADIO)
            Number six..
     ON TV: the BLAZER-WEARING ELDER calls into the microphone..

                         BLAZER-WEARING ELDER (ON RADIO)
            Leeds United!

                         RADIO COMMENTATOR
            Against mighty Leeds United..!

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR cry out in shock..

                           CLOUGH
            Leeds..!

                         TAYLOR
            Fucking hell..!

                         CLOUGH
            Don Revie's Leeds! Top of Division
            One! Here we bloody come!

                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                            12
12   CON TINUE D:                                               12

     The telephone rings. CLOUGH picks it up..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
                     (already knowing it'll be
                      SAM LONGSON)
              What do you say to that, Mr. Chairman?


13   INT. SAM LONGSON'S HOUSE - NIGHT - (1968)                  13

     He's right. It's SAM LONGSON, Chairman of Derby County,
     (60's) looks like Krushchev, cue-ball head, voice like a
     power-drill, a tough haulage millionaire..

                           UNCLE SAM
              I can hear the cash registers now!

                           CLOUGH
              Happy days, Sir. Happy days.
                           UNCLE SAM
              You're not wrong, Brian. Take the
              family out for a meal. Go to The
              Mumtaz. Tell `em I'm paying.


14   INT. CLOUGH'S HOUSE - NIGHT - (1968)                       14

     CLOUGH hangs up the phone..

                           CLOUGH
              Put the fish and chips in the bin.
              Tonight's on Uncle Sam. We're going
              posh. Chicken fucking bhuna in town.
     General excitement. Everyone starts putting on their coats.


15   EXT. BASEBALL GROUND - DERBY - DAY - (1968)                15

     CLOUGH stands with two men in overalls, indicating a fading
     `Visitors' sign...

                           CLOUGH
              Right, you two, I want Billy Bremner
              and Johnny Giles to be able to read
              THAT...
                     (indicates door-frames)
              And this woodwork has seen better
              days..

                                                                            12A


16   INT. BASEBALL GROUND - DERBY - DAY - (1968)                 16

     `Crash', the following morning, CLOUGH bursts through swing
     doors, and into corridors with the CLEANERS...




                                                        (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                13
16   CON TINUE D:                                                   16

                           CLOUGH
              Spick and span, understand? Wash these
              walls down. Give the floors a proper
              polish.


17   EXT. PITCH - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)                    17

     CLOUGH inspects the pitch with the HEAD GROUNDSMAN..

                           CLOUGH
              I want it perfect. Like a fucking
              carpet. We've got proper footballers
              coming. Who know how to keep the ball
              on the deck.

                           GROUNDSMAN
              Well, you can't fucking train on it
              then.

18   EXT. PITCH - PUBLIC PARK - DERBY - DAY - (1968)                18

     The Derby PLAYERS train on a football pitch in a public park.
     CLOUGH turns to TAYLOR..

                           CLOUGH
              You know he'll be making a file on us.
              A dossier.

                          TAYLOR
              Who?

                           CLOUGH
              Don Revie. Prepares a file on every
              game. Leaves nothing to chance. Knows
              every opponents formations.
              Strategies. Everything.

                           TAYLOR
              I've heard he's a superstitious twat.
                     (calling out)
              Ey..! Help him, someone HELP him..!

                           CLOUGH
              We grew up just a few streets apart,
              you know. In Middlesborough, close to
              Ayrsome Park. He'll have known my
              street, Valley Road - probably bought
              sweets from Garnetts Factory, where my
              dad worked.

                           TAYLOR
              Heard he wears the same suit to every
              game. His "lucky blue suit".
                           (MO RE)                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              13A
18   CON TINUE D:                                                  18
                           TAY LOR (cont'd)
              And he doesn't care for ornamental
              birds. C'mon, who's covering him...!




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               14
18   CON TINUE D: (2)                                              18

                          CLOUGH
             The best manager in the country, Don
             Revie. Played for Sunderland, like me,
             as a centre-forward, like me, and
             England, like me.

                          TAYLOR
                    (shouting out)
             C'mon, give it and go!

                          CLOUGH
             Peas in a pod, me and Don. Two peas in
             a fucking pod.


19   INT. CORRIDOR - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)                19

     CLOUGH in early. Before anyone. In shirtsleeves, sweeping
     corridors. Straightens photos on the wall.

20   INT. ANOTHER CORRIDOR - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)        20

     CLOUGH polishing the sign, `VISITORS' on the dressing-room
     door.


21   INT. BATHROOMS - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)               21

     CLOUGH on his knees, scrubbing, cleaning baths in the
     visiting team's washrooms.


22   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)        22
     CLOUGH puts on his suit. Ties his tie. He takes a bottle of
     vintage red wine from a cupboard.

     He places the bottles on his desk. Then puts two cut crystal
     glasses on his desk. His and Don's.

     A flicker of jealousy on PETER TAYLOR's face, almost like a
     wife - hurt that his friend is making such an effort for
     someone else.

     A knock on the door. JIMMY GORDON appears in the doorway..

                          JIMMY
             They're here!
                    (a confused look)
             Well, almost..

                                                                              15


23   EXT. CAR PARK - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)               23

     CLOUGH rushes out of the doors, straightening his cuffs,
     straightening his hair, buttoning his jacket. First out to
     greet the arriving team.

     He turns the corner to see the LEEDS COACH a hundred yards
     down the street, the PLAYERS getting off the coach and
     walking towards him..

                         CLOUGH
            What are they doing?

                         JIMMY
            They've run out of petrol.

                         TAYLOR
            No, it's that superstition, isn't it?
            Every away cup ties, Revie makes them
            walk the last hundred yards.
     TAYLOR mutters under his breath, "Soppy twat".

     CLOUGH cranes his neck. Watches DON REVIE, 40's. Thick-set.
     Severe, forbidding, intimidating, in a huddle with his
     coaching staff, Les Cocker and Syd Owen. His henchmen. His
     assassins. His "Goodfellas". His right and left hand.

     CLOUGH walks towards him. Hand outstretched..

                         CLOUGH
            Welcome to Derby, Don. Pleasure to
            meet you. I'm Brian Clough.

     But REVIE walks past without shaking hands, without talking,
     without even breaking stride..

     ..and disappears into the stadium, deep in conversation with
     Les Cocker and Syd Owen.

     CLOUGH stares. Hand still outstretched. He looks over at
     PETER TAYLOR, who can't help smiling, `Forget it'.

     TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON walk off, but CLOUGH still stares at
     REVIE in disbelief.


24   EXT. DUG-OUT - TOUCHLINE - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968) 24

     The LEEDS PLAYERS run out onto the pitch: HUNTER, MADELY,
     BREMNER, GILES, REANEY, JONES, in a line, waving to the
     crowd, turning North, South, East, West...



                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             15aA
24   CON TINUE D:                                                  24

     TAYLOR rubs his hands in excitement, "Here we go". But CLOUGH
     is miles away. Still cannot let the insult go. He stares over
     at the visiting team dug-out..




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              15A
24   CON TINUE D: (2)                                              24

     REVIE and his lieutenants. Whispering among themselves.
     Huddled in thought. Huddled in strategy. Huddled in
     malevolence.

     Presently, the game starts. A roar from the crowd.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               16
24   CON TINUE D: (3)                                              24

     "Beeeep", the REF's whistle blows. A Derby PLAYER rolls in
     agony, cries out, a terrible, cynical challenge. Horrified,
     JIMMY GORDON and PETER TAYLOR up on thier feet in protest..

                             TAYLOR
             Referee..!

     CLOUGH looks over to REVIE's bench. Sees REVIE and SYD OWEN
     quietly applauding the Leeds PLAYER. Encouraging more of the
     same. As the Derby PLAYER is stretchered off..

     Presently, RRROOOOAAAARRRRR goes up. Goal Leeds. REVIE and
     his henchmen get to their feet. Applauding. 1-0.

     TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON immediately start shouting out
     encouragement to the Derby PLAYERS, new instructions, as the
     game restarts..

                          TAYLOR (cont'd)
             C'mon, keep your shape! Close him
             down!

                          JIMMY
             Think, Alan! To feet!

                          TAYLOR
             Now sent it out wide!

     CLOUGH doesn't join in. He continues to stare at REVIE in his
     dugout.

     Suddenly:

     "Beeep!", whistle! Penatly Leeds! CLOUGH leaps off the bench
     in outrage. Screaming, on his feel, protesting in disbelief..
                          CLOUGH
             What? He didn't fucking touch him!
             Ref! He DIVED! He fucking dived!

     REVIE shaking hands with his COLLEAGUES. Smiling amongst
     themselves. Congratulating themselves. Celebrating.

     The inevitable roar as Leeds convert, followed by,
     "Beeeeeep", the sound of the final WHISTLE. CLOUGH stares in
     disbelief. Robbed. Deflated.

     The REFEREE blows the whistle for the end of the game.

     CLOUGH watches as REVIE and SYD OWEN brush past, shaking
     PETER TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON's hands, (assuming TAYLOR's the
     manager), on their way to the dressing-rooms, their minds
     already on their next game...

     CLOUGH stares as they go..

                                                                          16aA


25   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - DERBY - LATE AFTERNOON - (1968)    25

     The two empty glasses waiting on the table.

     CAPTION: "DERBY 0 - LEEDS 2"




                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              16A
25   CON TINUE D:                                                  25

                           CLOUGH
              Didn't say good-bye. Or pay me the
              respect of staying for a drink.
              Couldn't wait to get away.

     Through the front door we see: DON REVIE, SYD OWEN and LES
     COCKER walking to their bus, chuckling to themselves, deep in
     discussion, already thinking about the next match.

                           TAYLOR
              Bloody cheats and all. Neither of
              those goals should have been allowed.

     But CLOUGH doesn't hear...

                           CLOUGH
              Just going to have to beat them, Pete.
              Beat him it's the last thing I do.

                           TAYLOR
              We need to get into the same division
              first.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   17
25   CON TINUE D: (2)                                                  25

                          CLOUGH
             We need someone with a good head.
             Experience.

                          TAYLOR
             I know. Our lot were like headless
             chickens out there today.

     CLOUGH turns to TAYLOR...

                          CLOUGH
             First thing Monday morning, I want you
             to go and find me that player. A wise
             head.

     TAYLOR opens his mouth, is about to protest..

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             And don't worry about the money.
             That's my problem. Just you go and
             find him.

     CLOUGH's face: watching the Leeds PLAYERS board the bus...

                                                              CUT TO:


26   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                 26

     CLOUGH's face: staring out at the Leeds PLAYERS waiting on
     the training pitch. A deep breath.

                          CLOUGH
             Right. Better go and make myself
             known.
     CLOUGH removes his jacket. JIMMY GORDON and CLOUGH's SONS
     watch as he walks out onto the training pitch...


27   EXT. TRAINING PITCH - FOLLOWING DAY - (1974)                       27

     CLOUGH walks out into the drizzle and towards the LEEDS
     PLAYERS..

                          CLOUGH
                    (up-beat, clapping hands)
             All right, gentlemen, gather around,
             please.

     The players truculently gather round. CLOUGH watches them,
     notes their mood, then..

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             I might as well tell you now.
                          (MO RE)                             (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               18
27   CON TINUE D:                                                  27
                           CLO UGH (cont'd)
              You lot may all be internationals and
              have won all the domestic honours
              there are to win under Don Revie, but
              as far as I'm concerned, the first
              thing you can do for me is to chuck
              all your medals and all your caps and
              all your pots and all your pans into
              the biggest fucking dustbin you can
              find because you've never won any of
              them fairly. You've done it all by
              bloody cheating.

     Silence from the PLAYERS..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Mr. William Bremner. You're the
              captain. And a good one. But you're no
              good to the team and you're no good to
              me if you're suspended. I need you fit
              for every game, and I want good,
              clean, attractive football from my
              captain. Setting an example.

     CLOUGH turns to PETER LORIMER.

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Mr. Lorimer, I hope you were listening
              because you're as good a footballer as
              I've ever seen, but you know how I
              feel about the way Don let you
              harangue referees, fall over when
              you've not been touched, protesting
              and pointing, trying to get other
              players booked. We'll have no more of
              that.
     CLOUGH turns to JOHNNY GILES..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              And you, Irishman. God gave you skill,
              intelligence, and the best passing
              ability in the game. What God did not
              give you was six studs to wrap around
              another player's knee.

                           GILES
              I don't know what you're talking
              about.

     CLOUGH turns to NORMAN HUNTER...

                           CLOUGH
              But you do, though, "Bites yer Legs".


                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              18A
27   CON TINUE D: (2)                                              27

                         HUNTER
            People kick me, I kick them back.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               19
27   CON TINUE D: (3)                                              27

                          CLOUGH
             Not with me as manager. Do that on my
             watch, you'll be fined and stuck in
             the reserves.
                    (to all the PLAYERS)
             Things are going to be a little
             different around here. Without Don.
             Might feel a little strange at first.
             Might pinch a little. Like a new pair
             of shoes. But if you want your
             grandchildren to remember you for
             being something other than the dirty
             buggers you all were, if you want to
             be loved as REAL champions, WORTHY
             champions, you're going to have to
             work. And improve. And change.
                    (nods to JIMMY GORDON)
             Now let's start off by playing some
             seven-a-sides.
     PLAYERS stare at one another. Bristling. Disbelieving looks.

                          BREMNER
             Don never did that.

                          CLOUGH
             Well, I'm not Don. And from now on I
             never want to hear that man's name
             again. Ever. Next player who mentions
             it, or what he did or didn't bloody do
             in the good ol' days, will spend a
             week cleaning my boots.
                    (clapping hands)
             Seven-a-side. Keep it nice and clean,
             and sensible. No fifty-fifty's.
     CLOUGH sees that one side is a man short..

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             Right, I'll play myself. You might
             learn something, Irishman. Two hundred
             and fifty-one goals in two hundred and
             seventy-four starts.

     CLOUGH skillfully traps the ball between his feet, flips it
     up onto this head - down onto his chest, then "WHAM" volleys
     it into a distant goal..

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             Like to see Don fucking Revie do that,
             eh?

     CLOUGH removes his track suit trousers, rolls his neck. JIMMY
     GORDON quickly divides the players into two teams, blows the
     whistle..
                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   20
27   CON TINUE D: (4)                                                  27

     The game starts. CLOUGH, leading by example, anxious to prove
     himself, is soon darting about, calling out...

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
                    (clapping hands)
             Here, son. To feet. Keep it simple.
             Think and give. On the deck. Nice and
             crisp. Yes, to me, Sniffer. To me.

     CLARKE passes the ball. But it's a fifty-fifty. Another
     player bears down on CLOUGH..who refuses to pull out..

     "CRUNCH", a bone-shaking tackle from "BITES YER LEGS".

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             Oh, Jeeeeeesussss!!!

     CLOUGH is flattened. Rolls around on the floor. JIMMY GORDON
     runs up to NORMAN HUNTER..
                          JIMMY
             Fucking matter with you? He said no
             fifty-fifty's.

     HUNTER aggressively steps forward. Nose to nose. He is
     immediately flanked by other aggressive Leeds PLAYERS.
     Crowding the referee. Intimidating him.

                          HUNTER
             What are you going to do about it?
             Book me?

     JIMMY GORDON backs off, visibly frightened. CLOUGH lies on
     the floor. In agony. Holding his knee.

28   INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE DRESSING-ROOMS - SAME TIME                  28

     CLOUGH listens to the PLAYERS laughing at him. Disrespecting
     him. His face darkens.

                          BREMNER
                    (mimicking)
             "Two hundred and fifty-one goals in
             two hundred and seventy-four starts."

     The sound of coarse, cruel laughter among the LEEDS PLAYERS.
     JIMMY GORDON appears, CLOUGH's two SONS in tow..

                          JIMMY
             I've got what you were looking for.

     JIMMY holds up a large parcel wrapped in brown paper.
     CLOUGH's expression changes.

                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               21
28   CON TINUE D:                                                  28

                           CLOUGH
              What about the petrol?

                           JIMMY
              In the boot of the car.

                            CLOUGH
              Good lad.


29   INT. CORRIDOR - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                      29

     CLOUGH limps down a corridor. In a thunderous mood. Holding
     the parcel. PEOPLE scatter.


30   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)              30

     The door flies open. CLOUGH storms into his office. He walks
     over to the desk. DON REVIE's desk.
     He unwraps the parcel, and takes out an axe.

                            CLOUGH
              Stand back.

     CLOUGH's SONS watch as their father violently swings the axe
     down onto the desk. The sickening sound of splintering wood.


31   EXT. ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                                 31

     CLOUGH watches the desk burn in a small bonfire outside.
     MANNY CUSSINS and several DIRECTORS walk out.
     They are surprised to see CLOUGH by the fire holding an
     axe...

                           CUSSINS
              Everything all right?

                           CLOUGH
                     (sunny, waving with the
                      axe)
              Fine thank you, Mr. Cussins.

     CLOUGH smiles politely, then turns, and walks to his car. The
     DIRECTORS watch..

                                                           CUT TO:

                                                                              22


32   INT. CLOUGH HOUSE - DINING-ROOM - DAY - (1968)               32

     "Rrrriiinnnggg", the phone rings. CLOUGH and his FAMILY are
     having Sunday lunch. BARBARA CLOUGH looks up..

                         BARBARA
            Not now, love - please?

     "Rrrrriinnngggg". The phone rings. CLOUGH tries to ignore it.

                         CLOUGH
            But it might be Pete.

                         BARBARA
                   (rolls eyes)
            Of course it's Pete.

     "Rrrriiinnngggg", CLOUGH tries to eat, then..

                         CLOUGH
            But it might be important.
                   (to NIGEL)
            C'mon, eat your carrots. For your
            Mother.

     CLOUGH gets up. Walks out of the room..


33   INT. TAYLOR HOUSE - HALL - DAY - (1968)                      33

     PETER TAYLOR, similarly in disgrace with his family,
     similarly unable to go a single Sunday lunch without calling
     CLOUGH, whispers down the phone, terrified of his wife..

                         TAYLOR
            You asked me to find a player with a
            good head. Experience.
                   (whispering, furtive)
            I've found one! He's perfect. Dave
            Mackay.

                         CLOUGH
            Dave Mackay?!? He's a hundred and
            fucking fifty.

                         TAYLOR
            I admit he's not young.

                         CLOUGH
            Not young? He's old as fucking time!

                         TAYLOR
            But he's clever, keeps the ball well.
            And passes it better than anyone
            alive.
                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             23
33   CON TINUE D:                                                33

     A voice calls from TAYLOR's dining-room..

                           LILIAN (O.S.)
              Pete...! That's enough! Come back!

                           TAYLOR
                     (looks left and right)
              He's the one, Brian.

                           CLOUGH
              You sure?

                           TAYLOR
              Never been more sure of anything in my
              life.

                           CLOUGH
              All right, I'll talk to Longson in the
              morning.
                           TAYLOR
              We haven't got until morning. Hearts
              have already made him an offer. Want
              him as their manager. Apparently
              they've already agreed terms.

                           CLOUGH
              Well, what did you fucking call me for
              then?

                           TAYLOR
              Because when I asked Bill Nick how
              done the deal was - he said ninety-
              nine per cent.
     CLOUGH's face.

                           CLOUGH
              Meaning he hasn't signed.

                           TAYLOR
              Exactly.


34   INT. CLOUGH'S HOUSE - DINING-ROOM - DAY - (1968)            34

     BARBARA CLOUGH rolls her eyes, puts down her cutlery, and
     calls out..

                           BARBARA
              All right, Brian. Enough. Come back
              now..

     No answer. BARBARA tuts to herself. Gets up from the table.
     She walks out of the dining-room, calling out..
                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 24
34   CON TINUE D:                                                    34

                            BARBARA (cont'd)
               C'mon, that's enough...


35   INT. CLOUGH HOUSE - HALL - DAY - (1968)                         35

     ..and into the hall. BARBARA stops. She looks left and right.
     No sign.

                            BARBARA
               Brian..? Love..?


36   OMITTED                                                         36


37   EXT. ROADSIDE CAFE - DAY - (1968)                               37

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR emerge from a roadside cafe and walk
     towards their car. They've missed Sunday lunch. So it's
     Crisps. Sweets. Fizzy drinks. Almost childlike. Happier in
     one another's company than with their own families.

                            CLOUGH
               Where would we play him?

                            TAYLOR
               In the middle of the park. Somewhere
               he can see everything, use his loaf,
               and tell the kids what to do.

                            CLOUGH
               We'll play him as a sweeper, then.

                            TAYLOR
                      (eating crisps)
               Aye.

     They climb into the waiting car...

                            CLOUGH
               Won't have to run about too much. And
               what's all this I hear about a tie
               shop?

                            TAYLOR
               He's got a tie shop, hasn't he? In
               London. Which he spends two days a
               week at.

     CLOUGH starts the engine...

                            CLOUGH
               Fucking tie shop?

                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              24A
37   CON TINUE D:                                                  37

                           TAYLOR
              It's his "nest egg". For the future.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   25
37   CON TINUE D: (2)                                                  37

                          CLOUGH
             No one's going to be wearing fucking
             ties in twenty years time.

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR both giggle. Like kids. The car pulls
     off...

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             Hope his footballing brain is better
             than his business brain.


38   EXT. MACKAY'S HOUSE - NORTH LONDON - DAY - (1968)                 38

     CLOUGH's car pulls up outside a house in a quiet terraced
     road in North London. TAYLOR checks it against the address on
     a piece of paper. The two men get out of the car...

                          CLOUGH
             You know it's illegal. To sign someone
             on the sabbath.

                             TAYLOR
             Is it?
                    (immediately cautious)
             Then perhaps we should just shake on
             it today? And sign tomorrow?

                          CLOUGH
             What? And let Hearts in again in the
             morning? Fuck off.
                    (producing contracts)
             I'm not leaving here without a
             signature.
     CLOUGH and TAYLOR walk up the garden path..

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             You'd bloody DO that, too - wouldn't
             you? Come all this way, then just
             "shake hands"?
                    (shaking head)
             Dear oh dear. What would you DO
             without me?

                          TAYLOR
             Hey, you would never have FOUND him if
             it weren't for me.

     CLOUGH stops, rings the doorbell. Looks at TAYLOR.

                          CLOUGH
             Good job we're both wearing ties.


                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               26
38   CON TINUE D:                                                  38

     `Snap', the door opens to reveal DAVE MACKAY, a thick set,
     dark-haired bull of a man, with a thick Scots accent. CLOUGH
     smiles ear to ear..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Jehova's Witness, Dave! May the Lord
              be with you!

                           MACKAY
              Who the bloody hell are you?

                           CLOUGH
              My name's Brian Clough, and I once had
              the pleasure of playing for England
              against you in an Under-23 match.

                           MACKAY
              I remember you now. You had a black
              eye, a right bloody shiner.
                     (a beat)
              And never stopped fucking talking!
              What are you doing here?

                           CLOUGH
              Come to talk to you about the Promised
              Land, Dave. Land of Milk and Honey.
              It's a little place up the M1 called
              Derby.
                     (a beat)
              May we come in?


39   EXT. BASEBALL GROUND - PITCH - DAY - (1968)                   39

     CLOUGH, TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON training with the Derby
     PLAYERS. SAM LONGSON, (late 60's), Chairman of Derby County
     approaches, visibly angry..

                           UNCLE SAM
              Dave Mackay??

                           CLOUGH
              You don't look happy, Uncle Sam.

                           UNCLE SAM
              I'm not. What were you thinking? Going
              over my head like that? Why didn't you
              call?

                           CLOUGH
              Because you'd have said `no'.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                            27
39   CON TINUE D:                                               39

                           UNCLE SAM
              Bloody right I'd have said `no'. The
              man's bloody crocked.

                           CLOUGH
              Pete reckons he's good for three more
              years.

                           UNCLE SAM
              Is he fuck. He's broken more bones
              than Evel Knievel.

                           CLOUGH
              Trust me, Mr. Chairman. It's money
              well spent.

     LONGSON turns and double-takes....

                           UNCLE SAM
              And who the FUCK are they?
                           CLOUGH
              That'd be Messrs. McGovern and O'Hare.


                           MCGOVERN/O'HARE
              Afternoon/Hello!

                           UNCLE SAM
                     (almost passing out)
              Where did they come from?

                           CLOUGH
              My old stomping grounds. Hartlepools
              and Sunderland. Very reasonable, too.

     CLOUGH smiles..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Just doing what's best for the club.

                           UNCLE SAM
              That'd be MY club, Brian. MY club.


40   EXT. BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)                        40

     `Flash', DAVE MACKAY, JOHN MCGOVERN and JOHN O'HARE wearing
     Derby strip, poses under the Derby County sign for
     photographs with CLOUGH and TAYLOR..

                                                                            27A


41   EXT. PITCH - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1968)                 41

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR watch from the touchline as their new team
     led by MACKAY plays in a match. CLOUGH watches in
     admiration...




                                                        (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             28
41   CON TINUE D:                                                41

                           CLOUGH
              You're a genius, Pete. Bloody genius.
              How did you see it?

     On the training ground: DAVE MACKAY, barrel-chested and
     older, voice like a bullhorn, is already bossing about the
     young players, urging them to "think"..

                           TAYLOR
              Dunno. It was just obvious. McGovern
              in midfield, Mackay at the back,
              O'Hare up front. The skewer isn't it?
              In the shish kebab.

     CLOUGH watches MACKAY passing the ball, creating space..

                           CLOUGH
              It's beautiful. A thing of fucking
              beauty!!
     CLOUGH grabs TAYLOR's head, kisses him. OVER THIS: we fade in
     the roar from the crowd...


42   EXT. DUGOUT - CARLISLE - DAY - (1968)                        42

     CAPTION: `CARLISLE'

     GOAL!! Derby score. CLOUGH and TAYLOR leap to their feet.


43   EXT. DUGOUT - BURY - DAY - (1968)                            43

     CAPTION: `BURY'
     GOAL!! Derby score. CLOUGH and TAYLOR leap to their feet.


44   EXT. DUGOUT - HUDDERSFIELD - DAY - (1968)                    44

     CAPTION: `HUDDERSFIELD'

     GOAL!! Derby score. CLOUGH and TAYLOR leap to their feet.


45   FLICKERING ARCHIVE FOOTAGE: - (1968)                         45

     Of DERBY winning the championship. Of NEWS STATIONS
     announcing it in the Midlands.


46   INT. SAM LONGSON'S HOUSE - NIGHT                             46

     A large, swanky house, as befits the multi-millionaire owner
     of a successful haulage business.
                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               29
46   CON TINUE D:                                                  46

     SAM LONGSON, BRIAN CLOUGH, PETER TAYLOR and DAVE MACKAY are
     all celebrating with all their families.

     The trophy is centre-stage. CLOUGH sings a Sinatra classic..

                           CLOUGH
              "Love and marriage, love and marriage,
              it's an institute you can't
              disparage.."

     To everyone's amusement: CLOUGH sings to PETER TAYLOR, not
     his own wife..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              "Try, try, try to separate them, it's
              an illusion. Try, try, try and you
              will only come to this conclusion.."

     In another corner: MACKAY is amiably ribbing LONGSON..
                           MACKAY
              ..."the man's crocked", "older than
              time" "broken more bones than Evel
              Knievel?"

                           LONGSON
              All right, I admit it, I was wrong.

     LONGSON starts eating his trademark felt hat. Much cheering
     as he munches in disgust and swallows with difficulty.

     Suddenly, DAVE MACKAY looks up, sees the television. Calls
     for quiet!!

     ON TV: a live awards presentation. From London. DON REVIE is
     being presented with an award...

                           REVIE
              ..for Leeds to win the First Division
              title, and for me to be named as
              English Manager of the year...feels
              like a dream come true...

     CLOUGH watches. His expression changes. His eyes burn into
     REVIE's.

                           CLOUGH
              You enjoy it, Don. Go home, put your
              feet up and fucking enjoy it. There's
              a good lad. Because we'll be in the
              First Division next season. And we're
              going to have you!

     Loud CHEERS from LONGSON, TAYLOR, MACKAY and CLOUGH. OVER
     THIS: we fade in the sound of roaring...
                                                       (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             29A
46   CON TINUE D: (2)                                             46



                                                          CUT TO:


47   EXT. WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY - (1974)                            47

     ARCHIVE TV FOOTAGE: Wembley Stadium on Charity Shield day.
     The opening of the 1974/5 season.

                         COMMENTATOR'S VOICE
            The twin towers of Wembley Stadium,
            the cathedral of English football on a
            glorious late-summer's day... good
            afternoon everyone, it's the Charity
            Shield, the opening Saturday of the
            1974 season, and a first chance to get
            a look at Brian Clough's Leeds...

                                                                             30


48   INT. WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY - (1974)                          48

     DON REVIE is being interviewed by a TV JOURNALIST in
     sheepskin coat and headphones..

                         JOURNALIST
            Will you be supporting Leeds today,
            Don?

                         REVIE
            You'd expect nothing less having been
            their manager for 13 years. But the
            fact is I'm here today as manager of
            England...

                         JOURNALIST
            Do you have any advice to give your
            successor, Brian Clough, before his
            first game?
     A mischievous smile barely perceptible of REVIE's face..

                         REVIE
            Win. The people of Leeds are used to
            winning.


49   INT. WEMBLEY DRESSING-ROOM - DAY - (1974)                    49

     CLOUGH with the LEEDS TEAM in the dressing-room before kick
     off. PLAYERS changing. The stink of Ralgex. PHYSIOS bandaging
     the injured. JIMMY GORDON massaging one or two players.

                         CLOUGH
            Right, the team for today is: Harvey
            in goal, Reaney, Cherry, Bremner,
            McQueen, Hunter, Lorimer, Clarke,
            Jordan, Giles, Gray.

     CLOUGH folds a piece of paper. A flicker of vulnerability.

                         CLOUGH (cont'd)
            Obviously all eyes will be on us to
            see how things have changed. Without
            Don. What might be different under me.
            Let's show them some of the things
            we've been working on. Our changes in
            attitude, too. Our new outlook. New
            discipline. New approach.
                   (a beat)
            Let's see some of you playing with a
            smile.

     Team talk over: the PLAYERS put on their shoes. Make final
     preparations.

                                                                             30A


49A   INT. TUNNEL - WEMBLEY - DAY - (1974)                        49A

      The two teams are limbering up in the tunnel. CLOUGH takes
      his place ahead of BILLY BREMNER..




                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              31
49A   CON TINUE D:                                             49A

                            CLOUGH
               Of course, it goes without saying I'd
               like you to continue as Club Captain.

      Silence. BREMNER continues to limber up...

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               You know, son, I've nothing but the
               highest regard for you as a player.

      They PLAYERS get the instruction to walk out, towards the
      roar of the crowd...

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               In fact, I wrote you a card saying as
               much. Did you not get it? From
               Majorca?

      The roar of the CROWD grows louder...
                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               Saying how excited I was to be taking
               this job. How much I thought we could
               achieve together. And inviting you and
               your family down to our place in Calla
               Major any time you like?

                            BREMNER
               Never got it.

      They walk out into the ROAR of the crowd....


50    EXT. WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY - (1974)                         50
      DON REVIE sits in the stadium watching as:

      CLOUGH leads his Leeds PLAYERS out. 67,000 FANS screaming and
      shouting.

      A stony-faced BREMNER behind him.


51    EXT. WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY - (1974)                         51

      CLOUGH's face in close-up. Singing the National Anthem.

      He sees REVIE in the crowd.

      CLOUGH's eyes.

      REVIE's eyes.

      All around them, (ARCHIVE FOOTAGE) 67,000 belting out "God
      Save The Queen". But there might as well not be.
                                                        (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              31A
51   CON TINUE D:                                                  51

     It's just REVIE and CLOUGH.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               32
51   CON TINUE D: (2)                                              51

     ARCHIVE FOOTAGE: the National Anthem finishes. A great ROAR
     goes up.


52   INT. COMMENTATOR'S BOX - WEMBLEY - DAY - (1974)               52

     The game is underway. The T.V. match COMMENTATORS can hardly
     believe what they are seeing, (we catch snippets of
     FLICKERING ARCHIVE FOOTAGE on their monitors)...

                          COMMENTATOR
             Kevin Keegan goes to ground....rolling
             around on the pitch....that almost
             looked like Johnny Giles's fist made
             contact with Kevin Keegan's face...it
             was!...the referee's pulled out his
             book...now a fight has broken out!


53   EXT. PITCH - DAY - (1974)                                     53
     On the pitch: BREMNER and KEEGAN have started fighting..

                          COMMENTATOR (V.O.)
             Billy Bremner of Leeds and Kevin
             Keegan of Liverpool have come to
             blows...


54   EXT. DUG-OUT - DAY - (1974)                                   54

     CLOUGH watches from the dug-out. Unable to believe his eyes..

                          CLOUGH
             For fuck's sake..
                          COMMENTATOR (V.O.)
             ...the referee is talking to his
             linesman..! He's sending them off! The
             referee is sending off both players..


55   EXT. PITCH - DAY - (1974)                                     55

     BILLY BREMNER walks off, angrily removing his shirt..


56   EXT. WEMBLEY - DAY (1974)                                     56

     ARCHIVE FOOTAGE: Liverpool lift the CUP aloft. Delirious
     cheering from their FANS...

                                                                             33


57   EXT. ROADSIDE - COUNTRY - DAY - (1974)                        57

     The Leeds coach had pulled up and the players are all having
     a piss-break. Among them CLOUGH..

                         CLOUGH
                   (over his shoulder)
            Because losing wasn't enough, was it?
            You only had to be the first
            Englishman to be sent off at Wembley.

     Our CAMERA widens to reveal BILLY BREMNER pissing in line
     with NORMAN HUNTER and JOHNNY GILES..

                         BREMNER
                   (through gritted teeth)
            Not fucking English.

                         CLOUGH
            There I am making a big song and dance
            to the media about our new approach.
            Our new attitude. Our new ethics. And
            you turn the place into fucking
            Verdun. My CAPTAIN.

     Silence. CLOUGH shakes himself dry.

                         CLOUGH (cont'd)
            What am I going to do if they suspend
            you? You're my best player. I tell
            you, I've a mind to fine you two weeks
            wages!

                         BREMNER
            You can't do that! Mr. Revie always
            paid all our fines.

                         CLOUGH
            Well he's not fucking here now, is he?

                         BREMNER
            No, he's not.

     BREMNER, GILES AND HUNTER turn. Walks back towards the bus.

                         BREMNER (cont'd)
            More's the fucking pity.

                                                         CUT TO:


58   INT. REVIE'S OFFICE - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1969)              58

     DON REVIE's face: he watches through a window in Elland Road,
     as....

                                                                              34


59   EXT. CAR PARK - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1969)                   59

     The Derby Coach arrives. Hydraulic brakes HISSSSSSS. Doors
     open. Boots, shoes, walk down steps.

     BRIAN CLOUGH, PETER TAYLOR and the Derby Army disembark.
     CLOUGH's face: as he looks up at the writing on the side of
     the stadium. LEEDS UNITED F.C.


60   INT. DRESSING-ROOM - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1969)              60

     Some PLAYERS getting dressed. CLOUGH, TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON
     massaging others. Shin-pads. Water-bottles.

                         CLOUGH
            Right, last time there was a whole
            division between you and Leeds. Not
            now. Not today. Today we're here as
            Second Division champions, and equals
            with Leeds. John McGovern and Billy
            Bremner, EQUALS. Kevin Hector and
            Johnny Giles, EQUALS. Alan Hinton and
            Peter Lorimer, John O'Hare and Paul
            Madely. EQUALS. Now, c'mon, chins up.
            Chests out. We can take this fucking
            lot.

     The PLAYERS clatter out, studs rattling down the tunnel, into
     the roar of the CROWD..

     CAPTION: LEEDS 5 - DERBY 0


61   INT. HOTEL/PUB - DERBY - NIGHT - (1969)                      61
     CLOUGH and TAYLOR in a deserted bar. Alone. A television
     plays in the corner. DON REVIE's face on TV...

                         DON REVIE (ON TV)
            ...obviously it's a terrific
            achievement for Derby, being promoted
            to the First Division, but the truth
            is Leeds United have an unfortunate
            habit of reminding them just how far
            they still have to go..

                         TAYLOR
            Arrogant twat..

                         CLOUGH
            But he's right. Five nothing. They
            made us look like fools today. And
            what was John O'Hare doing? Letting
            Madeley bully him like that.
                         (MO RE)                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              35
61   CON TINUE D:                                                 61
                           CLO UGH (cont'd)
              Push him around. Madeley's half his
              bloody size. O'Hare needs to toughen
              up. He's from Scottish dockyards,
              isn't he? And what about John
              McGovern? He was useless in the
              middle. Who's idea was that?

                            TAYLOR
              Yours.

                           CLOUGH
              He was all over the place. Like the
              Wandering Jew. Giving the ball to
              anyone BUT his own. We need a ball
              player, a natural in midfield. Who'll
              hold onto it. Keep possession. We're
              giving it away too easily.

                           TAYLOR
              Someone like Colin Todd.
                           CLOUGH
                     (sharp intake)
              Oooh, now you're talking. Lovely pair
              of feet.

                           TAYLOR
              I've heard he wants out of Sunderland,
              too. They're all jumping ship up
              there.

     CLOUGH thinks for a moment, then...

                           CLOUGH
              Well, go on then. Sign him.
                           TAYLOR
              What? We can't. Longson's already told
              us. Club's in debt.

                           CLOUGH
              Bollocks to that. I've not brought us
              all the way to the First Division just
              to sit there mid-table, and be cannon
              fodder for sides like Leeds. Sign the
              man.

                           TAYLOR
              Hang on, hang on, careful...

                           CLOUGH
              I'll handle bloody Longson.

                                                                              36


62   EXT. TRAINING GROUND - DERBY - DAY - (1972)                  62

     CLOUGH is working a session with the Derby PLAYERS. A car
     screeches into the car park behind. A red-faced, apoplectic
     SAM LONGSON gets out..

                         UNCLE SAM
            A hundred and seventy grand?!? For
            Colin fucking Todd?!?

                         CLOUGH
            Correction, the ALMIGHTY Colin Todd.
            The best technical footballer in the
            country.

                         UNCLE SAM
            A salary of three hundred quid a week?
            You can't pay a footballer that!!

                         CLOUGH
            That's the way things are going, Uncle
            Sam. Football's all about money now.

                         UNCLE SAM
            I told you never to go over my head
            again.

                         CLOUGH
            Had no choice. Windows opened up. You
            were in the bloody West Indies.

                         UNCLE SAM
            WindowS? You mean there were others?!?

                         CLOUGH
            Messrs. Gemmell and Hennessy.

     Two PLAYERS turn and wave to LONGSON..

                         GEMMELL/HENNESSY
            Afternoon!/Hello!

                         UNCLE SAM
                   (eyes popping/apoplectic)
            For fucks SAKE!

                         CLOUGH
            Let me ask you a question, Uncle Sam.
            What did you come into football for?

                         UNCLE SAM
            To support the football club in MY
            HOME TOWN. The club I've supported ALL
            MY LIFE.

                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               37
62   CON TINUE D:                                                  62

                           CLOUGH
              Well, I'm sure we all admire your
              loyalty...

                           UNCLE SAM
              What I DIDN'T come into it for was to
              be lectured by a cocky little twat
              from the North East.

                           CLOUGH
              But the way I see it, there's no point
              being in this game unless you want to
              beat the best, and be the best, and
              that's all the people of Derby want.
              To see their team on top of the tree,
              Derby, Derby Uber Alles, and if it's
              really their interest you have at
              heart, not just impressing your
              friends in the Director's box, I
              suggest you keep your eyes on your
              road haulage business, keep your
              opinions to yourself and start signing
              some fucking cheques, there's a good
              lad. Leave the running of this
              football club to the professionals.

                           UNCLE SAM
              But professionals DON'T run the club,
              Brian, the Chairman does. And if it's
              true, that football is all about
              money, and that's the way it's going,
              that's suits us Chairmen just fucking
              fine..because we're the ones who've
              got it.
     SAM LONGSON lights a cigar, and walks off.


63   EXT. CAR PARK - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1972)                63

     The Leeds coach pulls into the Derby car park. Doors open.
     DON REVIE and SYD OWEN disembark.

     Followed by the Leeds PLAYERS. Smoking. Side-burns. Long-
     haired assassins one and all.


64   INT. CORRIDOR - SAME TIME - (1972)                            64

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR watch from an upstairs corridor window..

                           CLOUGH
              See they've driven all the way into
              the car park this time.

                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               38
64   CON TINUE D:                                                  64

                           TAYLOR
              It's not a cup game, is it?

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR look at one another, "Nutter".


65   INT. DRESSING-ROOM - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1972)           65

     An atmosphere of expectation and excitement.

     Outside, the sound of the crowd. The sound of tannoy
     announcements. CLOUGH goes to JOHN MCGOVERN..

                           CLOUGH
              You know what your job is today?

                           MCGOVERN
              Yes, Boss. Stay in position. Keep the
              shape. "Stop being the Wandering Jew".
                           CLOUGH
              Good lad. And enjoy it. You deserve
              to. You've worked hard this week.

     CLOUGH moves to JOHN O'HARE.

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Clear about what you're doing today?

                           O'HARE
              Be big. Be strong. Any chance I get,
              flatten Paul fucking Madely.

                           CLOUGH
              Good lad. He bullies you, you bully
              him back. And near post for the
              corners we worked on.

                           O'HARE
              Yes, Boss.

     CLOUGH moves to another PLAYER. (his new signing, COLIN TODD)

                           CLOUGH
              Understand what I want from you today,
              son?

                           TODD
                     (smiles)
              I should, Mr. Clough. It's simple
              enough.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               39
65   CON TINUE D:                                                  65

                           CLOUGH
              Go on, let's hear it.

                           TODD
              "To be Colin fucking Todd, the best
              technical footballer in the country."

     Laughter in the dressing-room.

                           CLOUGH
              There, how could you forget that? Now
              come on..
                     (clapping hands)
              Up and at `em!

     CLOUGH holds the door open, shaking each and every one of the
     PLAYERS' hands as they clatter out into the tunnel..


66   EXT. TOUCHLINE - DAY - (1972)                                 66
     CLOUGH sits in his dug-out. While JIMMY GORDON and TAYLOR are
     calling out instructions to the Derby players on the pitch...

     CLOUGH stares at REVIE and his lieutenants in their
     neighbouring dug-out.

     Presently...CLOUGH's view, and our frame is filled by two
     wheel-chairs carrying disabled/learning difficulties FANS
     wearing rosettes...

     The wheel-chair FAN looks at CLOUGH for a beat, then
     violently shakes a rattle...

                           WHEEL-CHAIR FAN
              COME ON LEEDS!!!!!

     CLOUGH's face: shocked. Then, all of a sudden....

     "RRRRROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRR", a roar goes up. Goal Leeds. REVIE
     and his henchmen leap to their feet, delighted. Applauding.

     The WHEEL-CHAIR FAN screams with delight. Makes a `wanker'
     gesture in CLOUGH's face.

     CLOUGH's face: darkening like thunder.


67   INT. DRESSING-ROOM - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1972)           67

     CAPTION: "HALF-TIME: DERBY 0, LEEDS 1"

     The DERBY PLAYERS sit in the dressing-room. Shaking.
     Terrified. Trying to hide, find shelter, find protection.

                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                40
67   CON TINUE D:                                                   67

     Already fearing the rocket they will get, the lash of his
     tongue..

     Presently, the door opens, and CLOUGH walks in, carrying a
     bottle of brandy, Remy Martin.

                           CLOUGH
              Congratulations, lads! Beautiful! That
              was as perfect a half of terrible
              football as I've ever seen. The plan
              you've obviously been hatching to get
              me the sack has worked a treat, so you
              deserve a little celebration...

     CLOUGH pours brandy into a tea-cup, gives it to a PLAYER..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              You do want me to get the sack?

                          MCGOVERN
              No, Boss.

                           CLOUGH
              Then why the fuck did you give it to
              their most dangerous player, Johnny
              fucking Giles?

                           MCGOVERN
              I didn't see him.

     CLOUGH turns to another PLAYER, (JOHN O'HARE), pours him a
     shot of cognac...

                           CLOUGH
              You want me to get the sack, Mr
              O'Hare?

                          O'HARE
              No, Boss.

                           CLOUGH
              That open goal? Looked like a
              deliberate fucking miss to me. A miss
              to get your manager the sack.

     CLOUGH turns to a third PLAYER, (COLIN TODD), hands him a
     cup..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              You do want me to get the sack, Mr.
              Todd?

                          TODD
              No.

                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   41
67   CON TINUE D: (2)                                                  67

                             CLOUGH
             No what?

                             TODD
             No, Boss.

                          CLOUGH
             The amount of bloody money I paid for
             you, I must have been out of my mind.
             You can't even keep on your feet.

                             TODD
             No, Boss.

     CLOUGH turns, and faces the room.

                          CLOUGH
             You've all done a terrific job of
             getting me the sack. So I'm not
             letting you out of here for the second
             half, until you've finished the
             bottle.

     The PLAYERS stare at one another, holding their drinks.

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
             DRINK!!!

     The PLAYERS nervously down their drinks. CLOUGH exits..


68   INT. TUNNEL OUTSIDE DRESSING-ROOM - DAY - (1972)                  68

     CLOUGH walks out to see PETER TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON waiting
     - who were listening through the door..
                          TAYLOR
             You can't do that!!

     CLOUGH winks...

                          CLOUGH
             Can't I? Just you fucking watch me!!

     CLOUGH storms off. PETER TAYLOR is left alone. Looks pale.
     Momentarily holds his chest...

                          JIMMY
             You all right?

                          TAYLOR
             Yeah....fine.

     TAYLOR indicates JIMMY's cigarettes.

                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                           41A
68   CON TINUE D:                                               68

                           TAYLOR (cont'd)
              Giz a fag.

                                                                              42


69   INT. TUNNEL - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1972)                 69

     The Derby PLAYERS run out, belching, watched and encouraged
     by PETER TAYLOR...

     JIMMY GORDON emerges from the dressing-room, holding the
     empty bottle of Scotch...

                         JIMMY
                   (to TAYLOR)
            Where's he gone now?


70   INT. MANGER'S OFFICE - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1972)        70

     CLOUGH pacing in his office. Unable to watch. Like an
     expectant father.

     Presently the building reverberates with a large...
     RRRROOOAAAARRRRRRRRR.

     A goal. But scored by whom? Derby or Leeds?

     CLOUGH looks up at the clock. The clock on the wall shows
     it's 4.20.

     Visibly anxious, CLOUGH starts pacing again. Presently,
     another deafening...

     RRRRROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRR

     The building is almost brought to it's foundations..

     CLOUGH looks up. Desperate to know. Derby or Leeds?
     But it's only 4.35. Game still not over. Not by a long way.

     CLOUGH carries on pacing. Walks from one side of the room to
     the next. Left to right. Right to left.

     Then, another stadium-shaking..

     RRRRRROOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRR

     CLOUGH looks up at the clock. 4.55.

     This is intolerable. The game must be over now.

     CLOUGH cannot bear it a moment longer. He opens the door.

                                                                            43


71   INT. CORRIDORS - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1972)            71

     CLOUGH walks down a corridor. Then runs. Then checks himself.
     Slows down. Dignity. Dignity. But still walks as fast as he
     can.

     CLOUGH turns a corner to the dressing-rooms and the tunnel,
     then sees PETER TAYLOR up ahead entering the tunnel from the
     pitch with several Derby PLAYERS..

     CLOUGH stops. TAYLOR looks up. Sees CLOUGH. Their eyes meet.
     CLOUGH's eyes. TAYLOR's eyes.

     Words are not necessary. TAYLOR's smile says it all. CLOUGH
     runs towards TAYLOR. The two men embrace.

                          CLOUGH
            And..?

                          TAYLOR
            2-1!!!

                          CLOUGH
            Who scored?

                         TAYLOR
            O'Hare. A brace. Oh, Brian, you should
            have seen his first. Turns Bremner
            inside out, nutmegs Madeley for good
            measure. It was beautiful. You'd think
            he'd been born in Rio de Janeiro, not
            Aber-bloody-deen..

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR walk off down the corridor.
                         TAYLOR (cont'd)
            What made you go for the Brandy?

                         CLOUGH
            They were just nervous. Shitting
            themselves. You could tell.

                         TAYLOR
            You're a bloody genius. I tell you
            what, Bri - if we can beat this lot,
            we can go all the way.

                                                                               44


72    A TELEPROMPTER RATTLES ACROSS OUR SCREEN:                     72

      Derby win against Ipswich Town - 1-0


73    DERBY FANS CELEBRATING                                        73


74    A TELEPROMPTER RATTLES ACROSS OUR SCREEN:                     74

      Derby win against Sheffield United - 4-0


75    DERBY FANS CELEBRATING                                        75


76    A TELEPROMPTER RATTLES ACROSS OUR SCREEN:                     76

      Derby beat Huddersfield Town - 3-0

77    DERBY FANS CHANTING                                           77


78    ARCHIVE TELEVISION FOOTAGE - (1972)                           78

      A NEWSREADER announces that Derby County have won the First
      Division Championship.


78A   INT. BASEBALL GROUND - CHANGING ROOM - DAY - (1972)          78A

      The DERBY PLAYERS celebrate in a communal bath, holding the
      trophy, drinking champagne. Spraying one another with water.

79    EXT. DERBY STREET - DAY - (1972)                              79

      CLOUGH, TAYLOR and ROY MACFARLAND hold aloft a large trophy,
      travelling on board an open-top bus, through Derby. The whole
      town has taken to the streets.


80    EXT. DERBY STREET - DAY - (1972)                              80

      CLOUGH, still celebrating, and still surrounded by PLAYERS
      and FANS

                          CLOUGH
             Derby County winning the championship
             is a victory for decency, for honesty
             and for football. Because they don't
             pull shirts, or nudge people in the
             back in the box.
                          (MO RE)
                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                           44A
80   CON TINUE D:                                               80
                           CLO UGH (cont'd)
              They don't protest every decision,
              chop, hack or bully - unlike some
              teams I could mention - beginning with
              the letter `L'..

     JOURNALISTS laugh...

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              If you ask me, the best thing for
              British football, the quickest way to
              clean it up, would be fore dirty sides
              like Leeds to be sent down for a spell
              in Division Two.

                                                                               45


81   EXT. REVIE'S HOME - LEEDS - DAY - (1972)                      81

     DON REVIE speaking to JOURNALISTS outside his home..

                         REVIE
            I haven't personally heard Mr.
            Clough's comments, but they have been
            reported to me, and our solicitors are
            looking into them. If I could offer
            Mr. Clough some advice ...I think he'd
            be better off keeping his opinions to
            himself...some of these allegations
            against Leeds United and his fellow
            professionals are an absolute
            disgrace...


82   AND WE'RE INTO A QUICKFIRE MONTAGE OF:                        82

     CLOUGH appearing on half-a-dozen TV shows. Quick,
     controversial, charismatic, witty. A natural media star, (we          
     intercut our actor with the genuine archive footage)                  

                         CLOUGH                                            
            Don Revie? Ooooh.                                              
                   (shudders playfully)                                    
            Don't mention that name to me.                                 

                         DAVID FROST                                       
            It's really like the other House of                            
            Commons. You hate to mention him. Why?                         

                         CLOUGH                                            
            I hate to mention him why? Because                             
            he's a very talented man and I don't                           
            like him.                                                      

     The audience laughs.                                                  

                         CLOUGH (cont'd)                                   
            He's a very, very talented man and his                         
            record is unsurpassable. But I just                            
            happen not to like him. And I don't                            
            like the way he goes about football                            
            either. Football is a game of opinion                          
            and there are perhaps people in your                           
            profession who don't like the way you                          
            do your bit.                                                   

                            DAVID FROST                                    
            Sure.                                                          




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             45aA
82   CON TINUE D:                                                  82

                           CLOUGH                                          
              And er... it makes the game go round.                        
              Half the country don't like a Labour                         
              government. It just happens that the                         
              other half do.                                               

                           DAVID FROST (ON TV)
              Why don't you want me to ask why you
              don't like him?

                           CLOUGH (ON TV)
              Because I can't tell you. It's
              impossible. We'd get closed down,
              David.

     JOHN SADLER, pipe smoking football journalist, sits in a              
     television studio, (CALENDER)..                                       

                           JOHN SADLER                                     
              Brian, you've been called big-headed,                        
              arrogant, brash, the lot -                                   

                           CLOUGH                                          
              By your profession, John, yeah.                              

                           JOHN SALDER                                     
              Sure. And a whole of it right too.                           

                           CLOUGH                                          
              And a whole lot of it wrong.                                 

                           JOHN SALDER                                     
              Fine. I'll concede that. So how would                        
              you define your approach to                                  
              management, apart from being                                 
              brilliant?                                                   

     All laugh.                                                            

                           CLOUGH                                          
                     (laughing, rubbing eye)                               
              Good lad. Thank you for the                                  
              compliment. It's very, very difficult                        
              when you get asked a question like                           
              that.                                                        

     DAVID COLEMAN, black and white footage, speaking into a               
     bakolite telephone..

                           COLEMAN (ON TV)
              You've achieved something here that                          
              most managers struggle for years to                          
              achieve this. It's come to you very
              young. Are you surprised?

                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                            45aB
82   CON TINUE D: (2)                                             82

     CLOUGH sits at home, his SON on his lap.




                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              45A
82   CON TINUE D: (3)                                              82

                         CLOUGH
            Suprised, David..but more than
            surprised, delighted. It's nice isn't
            it. For the good guys to win for once.                         

                         COLEMAN                                           
            Which for you was the most important                           
            match to win and the best performance                          
            from your point of view...                                     

                         CLOUGH                                            
            Beating Leeds United, obviously.                               
            Always a particular pleasure that.                             

                         COLEMAN                                           
            Brian, you've also done it on                                  
            comparatively small gates, which I                             
            know has niggled you a little bit                              
            during the season.                                             
                         CLOUGH                                            
            Niggled me, David, it's absolutely                             
            made me blazing. To be honest, I know                          
            what I want to achieve, I know what                            
            the people of Derby want us to                                 
            achieve, but when you've got a                                 
            chairman not wanting to put his hand                           
            in his pocket...                                               

     MICHAEL PARKINSON, the highest rating talk show on TV..

                         CLOUGH (cont'd)                                   
            You ever see eighty five or perhaps                            
            ninety percent of chairmen talking -                           
            I'd love a few chairmen on your                                
            programme occasionally - I believe the                         
            very sight of them brings the game                             
            into disrepute (some clap in the                               
            audience). And every time they open                            
            their mouths it kills it. Because the                          
            very thing they've given me a lot of                           
            stick about over the years - about                             
            talking too much and going on                                  
            television too much, there are the                             
            very people who can put two words                              
            together and its rather embarrassing                           
            to me that a man - or men - can stop                           
            me talking to people like you. I love                          
            football. It's deep, it goes right                             
            down through. It's in every nerve,                             
            vein, you name it. It consumes me. And                         
            when I have to come and talk about I                           
            like the passions of football to come                          
            out. Because there are not enough in                           
            the game.                                                      
                         (MO RE)                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             45AA
82   CON TINUE D: (4)                                              82
                           CLO UGH (cont'd)
              I like a bit of the honesty, I like a                        
              bit of the truth. I accept without any                       
              shadow of a doubt that I talk too                            
              much, apart from on this show.                               

     Laughter.                                                             

                         PARKINSON (ON TV)
            How do you react when someone says
            "Boss, you're doing it wrong?"

                         CLOUGH (ON TV)
            I say, "How do you think it should be
            done?" We talk about it for twenty
            minutes, then we decide I was right.

     BLACK AND WHITE ARCHIVE TV FOOTAGE OF MOHAMMED ALI

                         MOHAMMED ALI
            ..the world knows who I am. The world
            knows I talk a lot.
                         (MO RE)




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   46
82   CON TINUE D: (5)                                                  82
                          MOH AMMED ALI (con t'd)
             But there's some fellow in London,
             England named...."Brian Clough"...
                    (audience laughter)
             Anyway I heard all the way in America,
             They say he's another Mohammed Ali.
             Well, there's just ONE Mohammed Ali. I
             want you to know...
                    (jabbing finger)
             Clough...you are not taking my job.
             I'm the talker. Now, Clough...enough.
             STOP IT!


83   INT - CLOUGH'S HOUSE - DERBY - DAY - (1973)                        83

     CLOUGH and TAYLOR, surrounded by FRIENDS and FAMILIES, with
     flowers, telegrams, bottles of champagne, boxes of cigars.
     Watching the Mohammed Ali on television.

                          TAYLOR
             Are you going to stop it?

                          CLOUGH
             No, I want to fight him!

     They roar with laughter. Cheers and celebration. Everyone
     roughing up CLOUGH's hair, patting him on the back.

                                                              CUT TO:


84   INT. FOOTBALL ASSOCIATION HQ - LONDON - DAY - (1974)               84

     The QUEEN's face. Full-frame. Beside her PRINCE PHILIP.
     A portrait of Her Majesty the Queen and HRH the Duke of Kent
     hangs on an oak-pannelled wall: the Patron and the President
     of the Football Association..

     Beneath the portrait: a long table in a boardroom. An austere
     six-man disciplinary committee of the FA. Blazers and
     buttons. Whiskers and power.

     Aldermen, Freemasons, Generals, white-hair and golden
     buttons. Admirals, Presidents and Vice-Presidents.

     Sitting in front of the committee...

     BILLY BREMNER and BRIAN CLOUGH. Like schoolchildren..




                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               47
84   CON TINUE D:                                                  84

                           COMMITTEE CHAIRMAN
              William Bremner, your conduct in the
              Charity Shield match was deplorable
              and cannot be tolerated.

                            CLOUGH
              It was.

                           COMMITTEE CHAIRMAN
              We understand Leeds are taking
              disciplinary action against you
              internally, however the Football
              Association has to be seen to make an
              example. We have therefore decided to
              impose a fine of five hundred pounds..

     CLOUGH's face: a victorious look.

                            CLOUGH
              Thank you..
                           COMMITTEE CHAIRMAN
              ...and a suspension until September
              30th...

     "Bang", he brings down a gavel. CLOUGH's face: the smile
     fades..

                           CLOUGH
                     (disbelieving laugh)
              What? September 30th? That's more than
              a month? Thats six bloody weeks??

                           COMMITTEE CHAIRMAN
              I'll make it seven if you carry on
              with language like that..

                           CLOUGH
              C'mon, double the fine. Treble it.
              Anything. Don't suspend him for that
              long. He's my Captain. The best player
              I've got.

     The COMMITTEE MEMBERS get to their feet and walk out.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              47A
84   CON TINUE D: (2)                                              84

     CLOUGH's face: OVER THIS: the sound of a ringing phone. The
     sound of a familiar voice at the other end..

                          TAYLOR (O.S.)
            Hello?


85   INT. DRAGONARA HOTEL - CLOUGH'S ROOM - NIGHT - (1974)         85

     CLOUGH in his cheap hotel-room. PETER TAYLOR's voice the
     other end..




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               48
85   CON TINUE D:                                                  85

                           CLOUGH
              I suppose you've heard!


86   INT. TAYLOR'S HOUSE - SAME TIME - (1974)                      86

     TAYLOR freezes, hearing the voice, (we intercut as necessary
     for the remainder of the call)..

                           TAYLOR
              God...what time is it?

                           CLOUGH
              Suspended for eleven bloody games!!

                           TAYLOR
              I know. You're buggered. Billy
              Bremner's the heart and soul of that
              team.
                           CLOUGH
              Plus Mike Jones and Eddie Gray are
              injured.

                           TAYLOR
              Like I said. You're buggered.

                           CLOUGH
              What do I do, Pete? I need new
              players. Tell me who to buy.

                           TAYLOR
              No, Brian.

                           CLOUGH
              Help me. C'mon, we'll sort this place
              out together. You and me. Turn it
              around.

                           TAYLOR
              It's too late. I'd have helped you
              once. But not now. Not after what was
              said. We're on our own now. Each man
              for himself. Remember?




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                             49
86    CON TINUE D:                                               86

      "Click", TAYLOR hangs up. CLOUGH stares at the receiver.


86A   OMITTED                                                    86A


86B   OMITTED                                                    86B

                                                                            49A


87   EXT. CAR PARK - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1974)               87

     The same sign as earlier.

     "MR. D. MACKAY - MANAGER".

     CLOUGH stares at the sign as he parks his car in the space
     beside it. A stab in his heart.


88   INT. BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1974)                          88

     CLOUGH walks along a corridor. Sees the PLAYERS training
     outside. HIS players. DERBY players.

     To one side, MCGOVERN and O'HARE. CLOUGH looks out at them.
     He winks, discreetly at them. They look back, and nod.

     Then get back to work.
     The sound of laughter. The camaraderie of a family. What a
     contrast to Leeds.

     CLOUGH walks along a corridor with photos on the wall. Framed
     photos of HIS victories.

     HIS club. HIS family. HIS home.


89   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1974)       89

     CLOUGH walks into the office to see DAVE MACKAY behind his
     desk. Who gets to his feet. Extends his hand.

                         MACKAY
            Well, look who it is! Come to raid my
            larder? Or just missing the place?

                         CLOUGH
            McGovern and O'Hare. I've spoken to
            them on the phone. They want to come
            and play for me.




                                                        (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                50
89   CON TINUE D:                                                   89

                           MACKAY
              Aye, and you can have `em. A hundred
              and fifty thousand pound for the pair.

                           CLOUGH
              Cheeky sod! They're not worth a penny
              more than seventy.

                           MACKAY
              But you're desperate now, aren't you?
              Having lost to Stoke and Birmingham..
                     (a beat)
              All, right, since it's you..I'll knock
              ten grand off.

                           CLOUGH
              Give you a hundred grand.

                           MACKAY
              One thirty. Final offer.
     CLOUGH is about to explode, then..

                           CLOUGH
              All right. Done.

     The two MEN shake hands. Barely.

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              So? Enjoying yourself?

                           MACKAY
              Two wins from two. What's not to
              enjoy? You?
                           CLOUGH
              Loving it. Different class, Leeds.
              Proper club. BIG club.

                           MACKAY
              Demand results there, though, Brian.

                           CLOUGH
              Hey, it's `Boss' to you.

                           MACKAY
              Not any more.

                           CLOUGH
              I bought you when you were crocked,
              you fat bastard. And gave you the two
              best years of your career. It will
              always be `Boss' to you.


                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               51
89   CON TINUE D: (2)                                              89

     CLOUGH walks to the door. He turns, and indicates the desk.

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               Ever tempted to burn that bloody desk?
               Chop it up and burn it?

                            MACKAY
               Why would I do that?

                            CLOUGH
               Exorcise the bloody place. Get rid of
               me.

                            MACKAY
               Why? You're not here anymore, are you?
               Be a waste of a perfectly good desk.


90   EXT. MOTORWAY - DAY - (1974)                                  90
     CLOUGH driving his car. Clenching the steering wheel in fury.

                            CLOUGH
               Fucking Scot.


91   INT. DRAGONARA HOTEL - BAR - DAY - (1974)                     91

     It's late: JIMMY GORDON with CLOUGH in the bar..

                            JIMMY
               McGovern and O'Hare? Can't believe he
               actually sold them to you. It must be
               true, then..
                             CLOUGH
               What?

                            JIMMY
               The rumour that he's after buying
               Duncan Mackenzie. It's why he needs
               the money.

                            CLOUGH
               Who's Duncan Mackenzie?                                   

     OVER THIS: the sound of a ringing phone...


92   OMITTED                                                       92

                                                                                52


93   OMITTED                                                        93


94   EXT/INT. VICTORIA HOTEL - SHEFFIELD - DAY - (1974)             94

     DUNCAN MACKENZIE, long-haired, chain-smoking, bemused, stands
     in the lobby of the hotel. OVER THIS: we hear...

                            CLOUGH (O.S.)
               Is that Duncan Mackenzie?

                            MACKENZIE (O.S.)
               Yes. This is he.

                            CLOUGH (O.S.)
               Now listen to me. You go get your coat
               and your skates on because you're
               coming to meet me at the Victoria
               Hotel in Sheffield in half and hour.
               And Duncan?
                            MACKENZIE (O.S.)
               Yes, Mr. Clough.

                            CLOUGH (O.S.)
               Bring a bloody pen, because you're
               signing for Leeds United today.



95   INT. BAR - VICTORIA HOTEL - SHEFFIELD - DAY - (1974)           95

     `Pop', a WAITER uncorks champagne, pours it into glasses.
     CLOUGH and his three sheepish new signings: MCGOVERN, O'HARE
     and DUNCAN MACKENZIE sit uneasily in the bar.
                            CLOUGH
               Congratulations, lads!! My first
               signings for Leeds. My Leeds United.
               Playing with flair and winning with
               honour. Winning the `right' way. And
               winning the admiration of fans all
               over Europe because...

                            MCGOVERN
               Because of the way we play.




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               53
95   CON TINUE D:                                                  95

                           CLOUGH
              Because of the way we play!!!

     MACKENZIE lights a cigarette..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              We're going all the way, lads. Inter
              Milan, Barcelona. We're going to win
              silverware Don Revie could only dream
              of.

                           MCGOVERN/O'HARE
              Yes, Boss.

                           CLOUGH
              And you, Mr. Mackenzie, you scored
              twenty-eight goals last season. You'll
              score me twenty-nine goals this.

                           MACKENZIE
              Yes, Mr. Clough.

                           CLOUGH
              Do you know how many goals I scored
              before I got injured?

                           MACKENZIE
              I'm sorry, Mr. Clough. I don't.

                           CLOUGH
              Two hundred and fifty-one.

     MCGOVERN and O'HARE privately exchange looks, "Here goes".

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Do you know how many games it took me?

                           MACKENZIE
              I'm sorry, Mr. Clough, I don't.

                           CLOUGH
              Have a guess. Go on...

     O'HARE mouths "Two hundred and seventy-four"..

                           MACKENZIE
              Three hundred?

     MCGOVERN closes his eyes, "Moron."




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   54
95   CON TINUE D: (2)                                                  95

                          CLOUGH
             Two hundred and seventy-four! Now what
             do you think about that?

                          MACKENZIE
             Is that a record, Mr. Clough?

                          CLOUGH
                    (rolling eyes)
             `Course it's a bloody record.

     CLOUGH shoots a look to the others..

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             You know what ELSE you lot can do
             that's even more important? You can be
             my eyes and ears in that dressing
             room.

                          MACKENZIE/O'HARE
             Yes, Mr. Clough/Yes, Boss

                          CLOUGH
             Need to know what they say about me.
             Who's making trouble. Who the
             ringleaders are.

                          MACKENZIE
             Yes, Mr. Clough.

                          CLOUGH
             Want you to help me clear this place
             out. Make it MY team, understand. OUR
             team. Clean it up and clear it out
             once and for all.
                          MACKENZIE
             Yes, Mr. Clough.

     CLOUGH indicates MACKENZIE's drink..

                          CLOUGH
             Now c'mon, drink up. We're off to meet
             the press.

                          MACKENZIE
             Yes, Mr. Clough.

     MACKENZIE knocks back his champagne..

                          CLOUGH
             And Duncan..?

                          MACKENZIE
             Yes, Mr. Clough?
                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   55
95   CON TINUE D: (3)                                                  95

                          CLOUGH
             It's "Boss" from now on. There's a
             good lad.

                          MACKENZIE
             Yes, Mr. Clough.

     CLOUGH sighs and goes. MCGOVERN and O'HARE roll their eyes.
     MACKENZIE stubs his cigarette, and hurries after them..


96   EXT. ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                                   96

     "Flash", photographs are being taken by PRESS of the three
     new signings, DUNCAN MCKENZIE, JOHN O'HARE and JOHN MCGOVERN,
     all wearing Leeds shirts.

     PULL BACK TO REVEAL: they are being watched from a distance
     by several Leeds SENIOR players..

97   INT. ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                                   97

     CLOUGH walks through a corridor, brushing past JOHNNY GILES,
     BILLY BREMNER and several other SENIOR PLAYERS. An
     intimidating atmosphere..

                          BREMNER
             What the hell did you buy them for?
             Waste of bloody money.

                          CLOUGH
             Duncan Mackenzie scored twenty-eight
             goals last season. John O'Hare and
             John McGovern are both internationals.
                          GILES
             We've got two strikers, Alan Clarke
             and Mick Jones, they're
             internationals, too.

                          CLOUGH
             And one's injured and the other's
             fucking suspended.

                          BREMNER
             Maybe if you spent a little more time
             here on the training ground with us,
             you wouldn't need to buy Derby
             "rejects".
                    (a beat)
             We've a game Saturday. Against Queens
             Park Rangers. Or had you forgotten?


                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               56
97   CON TINUE D:                                                  97

                           CLOUGH
              I haven't forgotten.

                           GILES
              Well, you haven't told us a single
              thing about how QPR will play. Mr
              Revie would have files and dossiers
              prepared. Had the reserves playing the
              Rangers way all week. Had the first
              team looking out for this and that.

                           CLOUGH
              Bollocks to Mr. Revie! You're
              professional footballers. Stop Stan
              Bowles! That's all you need to know
              about QPR. And I don't have to justify
              myself to you. Not how or when I
              conduct training. Not who I buy or
              pick to play.
                           GILES
              No. Not to us. But come Saturday
              afternoon, there'll be 40,000 people
              here who you DO have to justify
              yourself, to.

     GILES, BREMNER et al walk off. CLOUGH left, staring.

     OVER THIS: a large RRRRROOOAAARRRR. GOAL.


98   INT. LEEDS DRESSING-ROOM - DAY - (1974)                       98

     The LEEDS PLAYERS trudge in, after the game. Angry. Heads
     hung low. Begin to strip off.
     CAPTION: "QPR 1, Leeds 0."

     CLOUGH enters. Visibly gutted by the result, but now's not
     the time to show it..

                             CLOUGH
              Sorry, lads.

     CLOUGH walks round the dressing-room, shaking hands
     individually, patting PLAYERS on the back...

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              You were robbed out there today. Broad
              bloody daylight. That was never a
              penalty.

     CLOUGH's tone is sensitive. Tactful. Considerate.


                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              56A
98   CON TINUE D:                                                  98

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Stan Bowles?    Diving like that? Man's
              a disgrace..

     But several of the LEEDS PLAYERS refuse his hand. Or freeze
     at his touch. Turn away from him..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              I've spoken to the referee already.
              Given him a piece of my mind. And come
              Monday morning, mark my word, I shall
              be taking this further...

     The LEEDS PLAYERS stare at one another. Shoot one another
     looks.

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Anyway, I want you all to know, I'm
              not in the slightest bit critical of
              your performance today. Not a bit of
              it. You were terrific out there...




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                57
98    CON TINUE D: (2)                                              98

      NORMAN HUNTER spits in contempt. GILES turns and walks out,
      into the showers.

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              I couldn't ask for more effort.
              Commitment.
                     (tailing off)
              Passion.

      The LEEDS PLAYERS follow. Finally O'HARE and MCGOVERN, too.

      A deathly silence. CLOUGH is left alone in the dressing-room.

      OVER THIS: the sound of a ringing telephone. A gruff VOICE
      answers..

                              REVIE (V.O.)
              Hello?

98A   INT. CLOUGH'S ROOM - DRAGONARA HOTEL - NIGHT                  98A

      It's the middle of the night. CLOUGH speaks into the phone,
      visibly the worse for wear from alcohol...

                           CLOUGH (V.O.)
              You must be loving this. Loving every
              minute.


98B   INT. REVIE'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT - (1974)                 98B

      DON REVIE's face, half-asleep. Visibly irritated. He sits up
      in bed. A stout Yorkshire matron wakes beside him.
                              REVIE
              Who is this?

                           CLOUGH
              Watching it all fall apart. It's Brian
              Clough.

                              REVIE
              What?

                           CLOUGH
              They won't play for me. Your boys.
              Your bastard sons. And never will.

                           REVIE
              Are you drunk, man? It's two in the
              morning. What do you want? Why are you
              ringing me here?

                                                                               57A


98C   INT. DRAGONARA HOTEL - NIGHT - (1974)                         98C

                             CLOUGH
                They're loyal to you. Thought you'd
                like to know that. Loyal to Big Daddy
                Don..

                             REVIE
                For God's sake go to sleep. Where's
                you dignity, man? And don't call here
                again.

      "Click", REVIE hangs up. CLOUGH stares at the receiver.


99    OMITTED                                                        99


100   EXT. CAR PARK - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1973)                100

      The Leeds Coach arrives at Derby. Hydraulic brakes
      hissssssss. Doors open. Boots, shoes, walk down steps.

      DON REVIE, SYD OWEN and the Leeds PLAYERS disembark.

      HARVEY, REANEY, CHERRY, BREMNER, HUNTER, LORMIER, CLARKE,
      JORDAN, GILES, GRAY walk towards the Derby dressing-rooms..


101   INT. BOARDROOM - BASEBALL GROUND - SAME TIME - (1973)         101

      SAM LONGSON stands by the window, looking out into the car
      park. He sees the Leeds United PLAYERS. Reads their mood.




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                  58
101   CON TINUE D:                                                 101

      Their faces. Their focus. Their murderous intent.

      A flicker of concern on SAM LONGSON's face. He thinks, then
      calls out to his SECRETARY..

                            LONGSON
               Get me today's team sheet, will you?

      He lets the curtain fall..


102   INT. CORRIDOR - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1973)                102

      SAM LONGSON walks through corridors of Elland Road, carrying
      the team sheet. Walking towards the dressing-rooms. He turns
      a corner and runs into CLOUGH..

                            CLOUGH
               What's up, Uncle Sam? Bit below stairs
               for you here, isn't it? Taken a wrong
               turn somewhere?

                            LONGSON
               Just seen the team sheet. Hinton,
               O'Hare, Todd, Mackay.
                      (looks left and right)
               That's our strongest side.

                            CLOUGH
               Of course it's our strongest side.
               It's Leeds United. Would you prefer I
               sent out the apprentices?

                            LONGSON
               We're at Juventus mid-week. Semi-final
               of the European Cup. Biggest night in
               the club's history!! Couldn't you just
               field...

                            CLOUGH
               What?

                            LONGSON
               Y'know...

                            CLOUGH
               A weaker side? Am I hearing right? Is
               the CHAIRMAN of this football club
               seriously asking his manager to LOSE?

                            LONGSON
               You know what I mean..

                            CLOUGH
               Against their biggest rivals?
                                                             (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                59
102   CON TINUE D:                                               102

                            LONGSON
               The Chairman of this football club is
               asking his manager to be pragmatic.
               Manage his resources. Prioritise.
               We've embarked on a huge program of
               refurbishment and improvements. New
               stands. Better floodlights. We need a
               good run in Europe to pay for it.

                            CLOUGH
               I'm going to pretend I didn't hear a
               word of this.

      CLOUGH turns to walk away. LONGSON calls after him..

                            LONGSON
                      (checking watch)
               We've still got twenty minutes before
               kick-off. I'd reconsider if I were
               you. I wouldn't want my employer to be
               unhappy..

                              CLOUGH
               My employer?

                            LONGSON
               Chairman of Derby County. And Chairman
               LONG before you ever showed up.

                            CLOUGH
               That's right. You were Chairman of
               Derby County before I came here. I
               remember that. When Derby County were
               at the fucking foot of the Second
               Division, when nobody had heard of
               them for twenty years and nobody had
               heard of Sam bloody Longson ever. Full
               stop. And that's where you'd still
               fucking be if it wasn't for me; at the
               foot of the bloody Second Division,
               where nobody remembered you and nobody
               had heard of you. There would BE no
               Derby County without me, no league
               title, no Champions of England; not
               without Brian Clough.

      A door opens and PETER TAYLOR walks out in time to hear...

                            LONGSON
               I'm going to give you some good
               advice, Brian Clough.
                            (MO RE)



                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                60
102   CON TINUE D: (2)                                           102
                           LON GSON (cont'd)
              No matter how good you think you are,
              or how clever, or how many fancy new
              friends you make on the telly, the
              reality of footballing life is this:
              the Chairman is the boss, then come
              the directors, then the secretary,
              then the fans, then the players, and
              finally, last of all, bottom-of-the-
              heap, lowest of the low, the one in
              the end we can all without, is the
              bloody manager.

      LONGSON turns and storms off. TAYLOR looks at CLOUGH..

                           TAYLOR
              What have you done now?

      CLOUGH doesn't answer, and storms off in the opposite
      direction. TAYLOR is left alone, visibly anxious.

103   EXT. PITCH - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1973)                103

      CLOUGH watches from the touch-line as the game is in
      progress. "CRASH", a Leeds PLAYER scythes into a Derby
      PLAYER. "BEEEP", the referee blows his whistle. CLOUGH and
      leaps off his bench in fury. Shouting abuse..

                           CLOUGH
              You're a bloody disgrace! You should
              be in the book for that, Cherry!

      "BEEEP", the referee blows his whistle. REVIE smiles to
      himself as a Derby PLAYER is carried off on a stretcher.
                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              You're an animal. A fucking animal,
              Hunter!

      SAM LONGSON watches from the director's box. He closes his
      eyes. PETER TAYLOR witnesses this..

      "CRUNCH", another brutal tackle, another whistle. Another
      Derby PLAYER hobbles off the pitch. Blood streaming from a
      cut to his head..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              I'll see you in fucking court,
              Lorimer!

      CLOUGH's eyes meet REVIE's eyes along the touchline.

                                                                             60A


104   EXT. PITCH - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1973)                 104

      Afterwards: the LEEDS and DERBY players file off the pitch.
      BREMNER brushes roughly past CLOUGH...




                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                  61
104   CON TINUE D:                                                 104

                            BREMNER
                      (under his breath)
               Good luck in Europe..

      CLOUGH turns, `What?" BREMNER, GILES, HUNTER, LORIMER carries
      on walking down the tunnel. Laughing to themselves..

      CLOUGH is joined by TAYLOR and JIMMY GORDON.


105   INT. DERBY DRESSING-ROOM - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY - (1973) 105

      Afterwards: the Derby dressing-room looks like the Emergency
      Room at a hospital..

      Casualties. Blood. Stitches. Swellings. At least half-a-dozen
      PLAYERS are injured. Some on stretchers.

      CLOUGH stares in horror at the wreckage from the doorway. SAM
      LONGSON appears beside him. Stares at CLOUGH..
                            LONGSON
               You fucking idiot.

      LONGSON turns and walks away. CLOUGH turns to survey the
      carnage in the dressing-room. Like a battlefield.

      CLOUGH's eyes meet TAYLOR's.


106   ARCHIVE TELEVISION NEWS FOOTAGE                               106

      The most important night in Derby's history as the Derby
      players arrive in Turin to play against mighty Juventus..

107   INT. CLOUGH HOUSE - NIGHT - (1973)                            107

      BARBARA CLOUGH and the children. Huddled together round the
      television. Eating supper. Watching the Juventus game on TV.

                            BARBARA
               There's Dad, look!

      BARBARA and the KIDS watch intently. But JUVENTUS score one
      goal. Then another. The final whistle. JUVENTUS win 3-1.

                            BARBARA (cont'd)
               Pity.

      BARBARA gets to her feet...

                            BARBARA (cont'd)
               All right. Bed time! Everyone clean
               your teeth!
                                                             (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 62
107   CON TINUE D:                                                107

                            SON
               Wait..! Look..!

      ON TV: CLOUGH is in the tunnel. Speaking to a television
      REPORTER.

                            CLOUGH (ON TV)
               Disappointed? Not a bit. My players
               were heroic out there tonight.
               Effectively we were playing the
               Italian champions with a reserve team.
               That many of our first team are
               injured...


108   INT. TUNNEL - JUVENTUS - NIGHT                               108

      CLOUGH continues. PETER TAYLOR stands beside him, visibly
      pale, stressed...
                            CLOUGH
               ...it's what happens if you have a
               Chairman who authorizes a multi-
               million pound refurbishment of the
               director's box and hospitality suites
               before he pays for a proper squad.
               Suppose it depends on your priorities.
               Players or prawn sandwiches? I know
               which I'd prefer. I know which honest,
               working class Derby supporters would
               prefer, too..

      A commotion breaks out. TV JOURNALISTS ask questions, sensing
      a great story. CLOUGH continues answering as, beside him,
      (unseen by anyone else)...
      ...TAYLOR is white-faced, holding his chest.

                                                            CUT TO:


109   INT. DRESSING-ROOM - DAY - (1974)                            109

      CLOUGH pouring brandy into a glass. DUNCAN MACKENZIE, JOHN
      O'HARE, and JOHN MCGOVERN sit in front of him. Visibly
      uncomfortable.

                            MCGOVERN
               Billy Bremner, Boss.




                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 63
109   CON TINUE D:                                                109

                             CLOUGH
               Who else?

                            MCGOVERN
               Norman Hunter.

                             CLOUGH
               Who else?

                             MCGOVERN
               Eddie Gray.

                             CLOUGH
               Who else?

                            MCGOVERN
               Peter Lorimer.

                            CLOUGH
               What are they saying?
      This falls to MACKENZIE, who knocks back his drink. Trembling
      hands. Dutch courage.

                            MACKENZIE
               That you're never here.
                      (a beat)
               That they're worried about the future.
                      (a beat)
               That you're just going to fill the
               place with more Derby players.

                            MCGOVERN
               And that all thing's considered they
               were all a lot happier under...
                             CLOUGH
               Under who?

      MCGOVERN dries. Cannot find the words..

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
               Don Revie?




                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                    64
109   CON TINUE D: (2)                                               109

      MACKENZIE, MCGOVERN, O'HARE avoid his eyes..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              Is that what they say?

                              MCGOVERN
              Yes, Boss.

                           CLOUGH
              That he's the boss? The Guvnor? The
              Capi di Tutti Fucking Capi?

                              MCGOVERN
              Yes, Boss.

                           O'HARE
              And that they miss the bingo.

                              CLOUGH
              The bingo?
                           MCGOVERN
              And the carpet bowls.

                           CLOUGH
              Carpet bloody bowls?

                           MCGOVERN
              It helps them relax before a game.

      MCGOVERN and O'HARE stare at one another..

                           O'HARE
              That it, Boss? Can we go now?
      CLOUGH stares, lost in thought: the three PLAYERS go. The
      door closes. CLOUGH is left alone.

      Then he gets up, and in a terrifying flash of rage, picks up
      his glass and throws it against the wall..


110   EXT. CAR PARK - DAY - (1974)                                    110

      CLOUGH walks out into the car park, then he stops in his
      tracks when he sees..

      JOHNNY GILES, BILLY BREMNER and NORMAN HUNTER (among others),
      with their GIRLFRIENDS and WIVES and KIDS, being shown brand
      new cars by a SPONSOR.

      CLOUGH takes JIMMY GORDON aside..

                           CLOUGH
              What's all this?
                                                               (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              65
110   CON TINUE D:                                             110

                            JIMMY
               Club cars. Complimentary for the
               senior payers. Brand new.

      CLOUGH sees BREMNER, GILES and HUNTER trying out the sports
      cars. His smile fades. He walks up to the REP from the CAR
      FIRM..

                            CLOUGH
               Nice to meet you, pet. Now, you can
               take your lovely sports cars, and put
               `em back on your transporter..

                            REPRESENTATIVE
               What?

                            BREMNER
               What are you talking about? These are
               ours!
                            CLOUGH
               You'll have complimentary cars when
               you deserve a compliment. Right now
               you don't deserve a complimentary
               bicycle between you.

      CLOUGH takes the KEYS and gives them to the REPRESENTATIVE..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               Complimentary cars when you're not
               suspended..
                      (indicates BREMNER)
               ...and when you lot start winning some
               games..
                      (indicated GILES and
                       HUNTER)

      CLOUGH goes back to his own car..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               If I had my way, you'd WALK to the
               ground and back every game..

      CLOUGH gets into his car, and roars out, past glowering
      BREMNER, glowering GILES, glowering HUNTER, glowering
      GIRLFRIENDS and WIVES.


111   EXT. CLOUGH HOUSE - NIGHT - (1974)                        111

      CLOUGH's car pulls up outside his house in Derby. He closes
      his eyes. Breathes a private sigh of relief. Home. At last.

      Safe. Surrounded by people who love him.

                                                                             65A


112   INT. CLOUGH HOUSE - NIGHT - (1974)                          112

      CLOUGH walks into his house.




                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                   66
112   CON TINUE D:                                                  112

                             BARBARA
                What are you doing here? Aren't you
                supposed to be in that hotel in Leeds?

                             CLOUGH
                I couldn't stand it for another night.

      CLOUGH takes off his coat...

                             BARBARA
                What? So you drove all the way? What
                time will you have to get up in the
                morning...

                             CLOUGH
                Half five.

      CLOUGH bends down. Kisses his wife.

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
                You smell nice.

                             BARBARA
                Do I?

                             CLOUGH
                Forgotten what a woman smells like.

      BARBARA strokes his head.

                             BARBARA
                Not like bloody men. That's for sure.


113   OMITTED                                                        113

114   INT. SONS' BEDROOM - CLOUGH HOUSE - NIGHT - (1974)             114

      CLOUGH looks into his SONS' room. The eldest is fast asleep,
      but the youngest says, `Dad?'

                             CLOUGH
                You still awake? You should be asleep.

                             NIGEL
                Tell us a joke, Dad?




                                                              (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                67
114   CON TINUE D:                                               114

                            CLOUGH
               A joke? All right. There's this bloke
               walking about in London, when all of a
               sudden, the city gets hit by a Russian
               `A' bomb. Booooooooom.

      CLOUGH sits down, strokes his son's head..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               And all the buildings have fallen
               down. And all the people are dead. And
               now this bloke is the only man left in
               the whole of London.

      CLOUGH continues stroking his son's hair..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               And he suddenly feels very, very
               lonely because there's no one else to
               talk to. Nobody else but him.
      CLOUGH's SON falls asleep. CLOUGH doesn't notice..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               So he decides that he's had enough,
               that he can't bear being this lonely,
               and so he climbs up to the top of the
               one building still standing. The Post
               Office Tower. And then he jumps off.
               And he's falling down, down and down
               and down, the sixteenth floor, the
               fifteenth floor, the fourteenth, and
               that's when he hears the phone
               ringing...
      CLOUGH looks down. And gets two unexpected shocks.

      The first is that his SON is already asleep. The second is,
      there is a tear running down his own cheek.


115   INT. TUNNEL - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                    115

      The LEEDS PLAYERS clatter off the pitch. Covered in mud.
      Walking in silence. No smiles. Heads hung low..

      CAPTION: "LEEDS 0 - MANCHESTER CITY 2. LEEDS ARE NOW FOURTH
      FROM BOTTOM"

      JIMMY GORDON is waiting for CLOUGH..

                            JIMMY
               The Chairman wants to see you. Said it
               was important. Right away.

                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                            67A
115   CON TINUE D:                                            115

      CLOUGH's face: already fearing the worst.

                                                                                68


116   INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE BOARDROOM - DAY - (1974)                116

      CLOUGH walks along the corridor. Past the photographs on the
      wall. The trophies in the cabinets. The pictures of a smiling
      DON REVIE - mocking him.

      CLOUGH shoots his cuffs. Rolls his neck. A boxer on his way
      to the ring. A gladiator on his way to the circus.

      He knocks on the door, and walks in. MANNY CUSSINS, SAM
      BOLTON and a third man. A stranger.

                          BOLTON
             About bloody time.

                          CUSSINS
             Where you been? I was about to send
             out a search party.

                          CLOUGH
             Look, Mr. Cussins, I know it's not
             been the best of starts, but in my
             defence, there are a couple of things
             I'd like to say...

                          CUSSINS
             This is Martin Hughes. He runs
             Mercedes here in the North.

                           CLOUGH
                     (double-takes)
             What?

                          CUSSINS
             We hear that's what you like to drive.
             A Mercedes?

                          CLOUGH
             It's..what I used to drive at Derby.
             Yes.

                          CUSSINS
             Well, we can't have Leeds United being
             outdone by Derby County, can we? So
             Martin here is going to take you over
             to his showroom and get you sorted
             out.

      They begin to walk to the door. CUSSINS puts his arm round
      CLOUGH...




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                  69
116   CON TINUE D:                                                 116

                             CUSSINS (cont'd)
                Also we figured if you were sitting in
                a spanking new car yourself, you might
                be a little more bloody lenient with
                your senior players, who've kicked
                off, as you can imagine - being denied
                what's rightfully theirs.

                             BOLTON
                Never come between a footballer and
                his motor!

                            CLOUGH
                No.

                             BOLTON
                Especially not Billy bloody Bremner.

      CLOUGH smiles nervously, visibly relieved...
                             CLOUGH
                Is that it, then?

                             CUSSINS
                Why? You look white as a ghost, man.

      CUSSINS tightens his grip again, arm round CLOUGH.
      Unmistakably intimidating..

                             CUSSINS (cont'd)
                What did you think we'd asked you up
                here for?

      CUSSINS's eyes. CLOUGH's eyes. The air crackling with menace
      and intent.
                                                             CUT TO:


117   OMITTED                                                       117


118   INT. HOSPITAL - DAY                                           118

      CLOUGH visits PETER TAYLOR in a large, crowded ward of old,
      infirm, dying people. It's a shock.

                             CLOUGH
                Heart attack, eh?

                             TAYLOR
                Had it three weeks ago, they reckon.



                                                             (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               69A
118   CON TINUE D:                                               118

                            TAYLOR (cont'd)
               They ran all kinds of tests. Asked me
               about my diet and my family history.
                            (MO RE)




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                    70
118   CON TINUE D: (2)                                               118
                           TAY LOR (cont'd)
              I told them the only thing they needed
              to know was that I share my
              professional life with Brian Clough.
              That seemed to satisfy them.

      CLOUGH manages a smile. Moved.

                           TAYLOR (cont'd)
              I'm only half-joking, you know. Have
              we still got jobs?

                           CLOUGH
              We have. Longson's tried to put a
              gagging order on me, of course.
                     (mimics)
              "Any further utterances in public or
              appearances in the media by Brian
              Clough will be met with instant
              dismissal."
                           TAYLOR
              Well, I hope you take notice. And act
              accordingly.

                           CLOUGH
              Would you like to hear my contrite
              reply?

      CLOUGH pulls out a letter..

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              "Due to the complete breakdown in
              communication with the chairman, Peter
              Taylor and I find it is impossible to
              continue our good work for Derby
              County. We therefore wish to tender
              our resignations with immediate
              effect."

                           TAYLOR
                     (horrified)
              WHAT??!?

                           CLOUGH
              What do you think?

                           TAYLOR
              I don't want to resign.




                                                               (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 71
118    CON TINUE D: (3)                                           118

                            CLOUGH
               No. Nor do I. Don't worry, they'll
               never let us. We just won them the
               championship. But it will strengthen
               our position and force them to get rid
               of Longson.

                            TAYLOR
               What? Oh, no, Brian. They'll never do
               THAT. He's Chairman.

                            CLOUGH
               I can't do it, Pete. I can't work with
               my hands tied, a Chairman telling me
               what I can or cannot do.

                            TAYLOR
               You're picking the wrong enemy. The
               enemy's not Longson. It's Revie. And
               your obsession with Leeds.
                            CLOUGH
               Don't be daft. We won the league,
               Pete. We're top dogs in Derby now. And
               Longson can't stand it. That's the
               problem.

                            TAYLOR
               No, it's not. It's YOU. This monster
               in you. This mad ambition. It comes
               and goes. Sometimes it's good...a
               fire, that stirs everything up, and
               then there's this...this thing that
               takes you over...and destroys
               everything that is good in your life.
       TAYLOR's face...

                            TAYLOR (cont'd)
               Please tell me this letter is just a
               draft. You haven't sent it. Because
               I'll be out in a couple of days...let
               me talk to them.


118A   INT. CORRIDOR - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY                     118A

       "Crash", door fly open. CLOUGH storms down a corridor.

                                                                               72


119   INT. BOARDROOM - BASEBALL GROUND - DAY                       119

      "Bang", CLOUGH crashes into the boardroom. When they see
      CLOUGH, voices fall silent. They stiffen..

                          CLOUGH
             What are you doing? You weren't
             supposed to accept our resignations.

                          LONGSON
             `Shouldn't bloody well offer them,
             then.

      CLOUGH turns to the other DIRECTORS...

                          CLOUGH
             I only did because of HIM!
                    (points at LONGSON)
             You can't get rid of us. It'd be a
             disaster for the club. For the whole
             of Derby.

                          LONGSON
             You can't keep shooting your mouth off
             the way you have been...or issuing
             these ultimatums..

      The board stare at one another, avoid eye contact..

                          LONGSON (cont'd)
             With great reluctance your
             resignations have been accepted.

                          CLOUGH
             You can't do this! It's madness!
                          LONGSON
             The decision stands. And don't even
             think of a settlement. You're getting
             nowt.

                          CLOUGH
             We're going to create a footballing
             dynasty here. Derby could be one of
             the greats alongside United,
             Liverpool, Leeds..

      CLOUGH stands in the middle of the room. Speechless.

                          LONGSON
             Car keys on the table and out!

      CLOUGH stares in disbelief at the other BOARD MEMBERS..


                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              73
119    CON TINUE D:                                            119

                              CLOUGH
                 Does none of you have the guts to stop
                 this?

                              LONGSON
                 Now! And don't show your faces here
                 again!

       CLOUGH stares in disbelief at the assembled board members of
       Derby County..

       ROY KIRKLAND, ROBERTSON-KING, KEELING, SAM LONGSON, et al.
       Blazers and brass buttons. The sound of clearing throats..


119A   ARCHIVE NEWS FOOTAGE - (1973)                           119A

       News footage: Prime Minister Ted Heath announcing blackouts
       due to the oil crisis. Britain is plunged into power-cuts.
       And total darkness. Three days a week.


120    OMITTED                                                  120


120A   OMITTED                                                 120A


121    OMITTED                                                  121

                                                                               74


122   INT. CLOUGH HOUSE - DERBY - NIGHT - (1973)                   122

      TAYLOR walks through the open door.

      A meeting is underway in the CLOUGH house.

      In the hall: CLOUGH's three CHILDREN stare through banister
      railings..

      The smoke-filled front room is packed with FRIENDS,
      RELATIVES, LAWYERS, DERBY COUNTY CLUB EMPLOYEES..

      Newspapers are strewn over the table. CLOUGH sits in the
      corner, being given counsel by SOLICITORS. JIMMY GORDON reads
      out a letter from the DERBY PLAYERS...

                          JIMMY
             "To the directors of Derby County
             Football Club. We, the undersigned
             players, are unanimous in our support
             and respect for Mr. Clough and Mr.
             Taylor and ask that they be reinstated
             as manager and assistant manager of
             the club."

      Cheers and celebrations. CLOUGH is congratulated. Handshakes.
      Hair ruffled..

                          JIMMY (cont'd)
             "Signed by John O'Hare, Roy
             MacFarland, Colin Todd, Archie
             Gemmill, Kevin Hector, Alan Hinton.."

                          TAYLOR
             But not Dave Mackay.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 75
122   CON TINUE D:                                                122

      Silence. All voices stop. Heads turn.

                            TAYLOR (cont'd)
               Who's just accepted the job.

      Deathly silence. The crowds part. CLOUGH sits up, and
      stares..

                            CLOUGH
               What? Dave MACKAY?

                            TAYLOR
               It's in the evening paper.

                            CLOUGH
               I signed that fat fuck - saved his
               professional life. Gave him two more
               years as a player, as my captain. Dave
               Mackay?
                      (a beat)
               He wouldn't fucking DARE!

      CLOUGH sees the paper. "MACKAY TO BE DERBY MANAGER". CLOUGH's
      face. Devastated.

                            TAYLOR
               Why did you do it? I love this place,
               Brian. I'm happy here. So are you.

                            CLOUGH
               It's not over yet, Pete. The lawyers
               are issuing a writ tomorrow. Against
               Longson. The players are calling a
               meeting. There's talk of them coming
               out on strike. There's protest marches
               scheduled for this week-end.

                            TAYLOR
               Why couldn't you just have kept your
               mouth shut? We'll never find anywhere
               like this again.

      TAYLOR stares. Worried. At that moment, BARBARA sticks her
      head outside.

                            BARBARA
                      (holding phone)
               Mike Bamber on the phone?

                            CLOUGH
               Who's Mike Bamber??

                            TAYLOR
               Manager of Brighton and Hove Albion.
               Someone who wants to offer us a job.
                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                            75A
122   CON TINUE D: (2)                                        122

      OVER THIS: the sound of a referee's whistle..


123   OMITTED                                                 123

                                                                               76


124   EXT. DUGOUT - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                     124

      With a loud ROAR the game against Luton gets under way.

      CLOUGH takes his seat alone in the dugout. Unseen by him, in
      the stands behind him...

      DON REVIE arrives, shaking hands, taking a seat.

      Immediately, as soon as they see REVIE, the LEEDS FANS start
      cheering, "There's only one Don Revie.."

      CLOUGH turns, to see REVIE. Waving back. Acknowledging the
      crowd.

      The LEEDS FANS chant, "There's only one Don Revie!"

      In the directors' box, MANNY CUSSINS notes the reaction of
      the crowd.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 77
124   CON TINUE D:                                                124

      In the press boxes, the JOURNALISTS and TV COMMENTATORS also
      note the reaction of the crowd...

      CLOUGH's face: stinging with humiliation. And as if that
      weren't bad enough...

      "RRROOOOAAARRRRR", Luton score a goal.

      In the director's box: MANNY CUSSINS' face..


125   INT. TUNNEL - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)                     125

      Afterwards: CLOUGH and the PLAYERS walk down the tunnel to
      see MANNY CUSSINS and SAM BOLTON waiting. Grim-faced.

                            CUSSINS
               Players Lounge, Brian. Ten minutes.

      CLOUGH opens his mouth, is about to reply, but CUSSINS has
      turned and walked away.


126   INT. PLAYERS' LOUNGE - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974)            126

      CLOUGH walks in as several players walk in, too. CLOUGH takes
      a seat. CUSSINS calls for quiet...

                            CUSSINS
               This is the worst start to a season
               Leeds has had in twenty years. Four
               points from five games? Second from
               fucking bottom? What's going on? As
               far as I can I see, there's no
               relationship, no understanding between
               players and management. Not a healthy
               one, anyway.

      PLAYERS heads low. Avoiding CLOUGH's eyes.

                            BREMNER
               Perhaps if Mr. Clough were to step
               outside, we would all feel a little
               more like speaking our minds.

      CLOUGH can't help smiling..

                            CLOUGH
                      (under his breath)
               You bastard.

      Of course, CUSSINS will reprimand him. Refuse his request.
      CUSSINS looks at WOODWARD and BOLTON. Then..


                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 78
126   CON TINUE D:                                                126

                            CUSSINS
               All right. If you wouldn't mind,
               Brian? Just for a minute or two?

      CLOUGH cannot believe his ears. What?? He gets to his feet.

                              CLOUGH
               As you wish.

      CLOUGH walks out of the room. DUNCAN MACKENZIE watches.
      Visibly shocked.


127   INT. CORRIDOR - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974                    127

      CLOUGH closes the door behind him. He stands in the corridor
      outside. From inside, we hear..

                            BREMNER (O.S.)
               No one likes him. The atmosphere in
               the dressing-room is non-existent.
               We're not allowed to mention Mr.
               Revie's name...

                            GILES (O.S.)
               He's banned us from doing all the
               things we used to do...like playing
               bingo and carpet bowls...

                            BREMNER (O.S.)
               Tactically, he's never prepared, never
               tells us how he wants us to play...

                            HUNTER (O.S.)
               You know he's just itching to bring in
               a whole lot of new players..

      CLOUGH looks out of the window to see DON REVIE signing
      autographs, shaking hands with adoring LEEDS FANS outside..

                            VOICE
               What's going on?

      CLOUGH turns to see JIMMY GORDON..

                            CLOUGH
               The last two words of every story ever
               written is what's going on. "The
               fucking end."




                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                79
127   CON TINUE D:                                               127

                            BREMNER (O.S.)
               What I want to know is why, after all
               the thing he's said about us, did you
               appoint him in the first place?

                            CLOUGH
               I'm about to go home and work out how
               much I want in severance pay. Don't
               worry, I'll make sure your job is
               safe.

                            JIMMY
               I'm not staying here without you. No
               bloody way.

                            CLOUGH
               Then I suggest you go home and do the
               same.

                            BREMNER (O.S.)
               What me and the lads are trying to
               say, Mr. Cussins, is that compared to
               Mr. Revie - he's just not good
               enough...

      CLOUGH: a dagger in his heart..

                           CLOUGH
               Come on.

      CLOUGH turns, leading JIMMY GORDON away, then he stops.
      Having seen something through a window..

      Outside: DON REVIE walks down into the car park and towards
      his car - cheered and clapped every step of the way by LEEDS
      FANS..

      The Messiah of West Yorkshire...

                                                                 CUT TO


128   EXT. BRIGHTON - DAY - (1974)                                128

      Seagulls wheeling. CLOUGH's car pulls up in a hotel car park.
      He and PETER TAYLOR get out on a road overlooking the sea..

      CLOUGH looks around at his surroundings. The OLD PEOPLE. The
      retirement home feel.

                            CLOUGH
                      (singing)
               "Oh, I don't like to be beside the
               seaside.."

                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                               79A
128   CON TINUE D:                                               128

                            TAYLOR
               C'mon, just give it a chance.




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                80
128   CON TINUE D: (2)                                           128

                           CLOUGH
              Brighton and Hove Albion? Have you
              seen where they are? Bottom of the
              third division.

                           TAYLOR
              And we can get them out of there. Like
              that. We did it with Hartlepools. We
              did it with Derby.

                           CLOUGH
              We cared about Hartlepools and Derby.
              We're from the North, Pete. What do we
              care about Brighton? Bloody
              Southerners. Look where we are. We're
              almost in France.

                           TAYLOR
              Hey, they've got money, this lot. And
              ambition. And get a lungful of that
              air. It'd be good for my health.

                           CLOUGH
              You can't manage a team that's not
              your own people. Not what you know.
              Anyway the Protest Movement in Derby
              is still in full flow. We could still
              get our jobs back.

                           TAYLOR
              No, we won't. It's over, Brian.
              They'll never take us back. Not now.

                           CLOUGH
              What about proper clubs? Like
              Manchester United? Or Spurs? Or
              England, now Alf's gone. Wouldn't you
              fancy that?

                           TAYLOR
              No one's rung, have they? You've
              scared them all off.

                           CLOUGH
              It's only been a couple of weeks.

                           TAYLOR
              C'mon. Just listen to them? Please?
              For me?

                                                                             80A


129   INT. BRIGHTON HOTEL - DAY - (1974)                          129

      MIKE BAMBER and HARRY BLOOM, Brighton Chairman and Vice-
      Chairman, likeable men, (for the first time NOT in blazers
      and brass buttons), sit opposite CLOUGH and TAYLOR...




                                                         (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                              81
129   CON TINUE D:                                             129

                            BAMBER
               Sign today, I'll give you a bonus of
               seven grand. Each.

                            TAYLOR
               Seven grand? Y'hear that, Brian?

                            BAMBER
               Plus a salary that exceeds by twenty
               percent what Derby were paying you.

                            TAYLOR
               Very generous, Mike. Terrific.

                            CLOUGH
               But those are first division wages.

                            BAMBER
               First division's where I want this
               club to be.
                            CLOUGH
               Are you sure you can afford it?

                            BAMBER
               Are you sure you're worth it?

                             CLOUGH
               Cheeky sod.

      BAMBER offers his hand. CLOUGH stares at it..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               We're going to need a holiday first.
                            BAMBER
               Take as long as you like.

                            CLOUGH
               Two weeks. Somewhere hot. On you.

      BAMBER doesn't even flinch. Smiles..

                            BAMBER
               I'll even throw in the bloody trunks.

      CLOUGH and BAMBER shake. TAYLOR beams with delight. OVER
      THIS: we fade in the sound of classical Spanish guitar..


130   EXT. MAJORCA - DAY - (1974)                                130

      Shimmering heat. Azure skies. Packed sandy beaches.

      We're in a resort in Southern Majorca. Calla Millor.
                                                        (CO NTINU ED)

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130   CON TINUE D:                                            130

      Red-faced Brits. Sausages and chips. Beer and sun tan lotion.    

      On the beach, BARBARA CLOUGH is playing with the three CLOUGH    
      KIDS in the shallow water. They wave over to Brian.              

      CLOUGH, sitting in the sand, sunning-himself. (Reading a         
      newspaper about DON REVIE's flirting with the England job).      

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136   EXT. HOTEL - MAJORCA - DAY - (1974)                          136     

      A blazer with buttons. A red-faced, official-looking MAN in
      his mid 50's, being pointed onto a beach by a hotel EMPLOYEE.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

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136   CON TINUE D:                                            136

      Red-faced, perspiring, ARCHER nods. Starts walking onto the
      beach.

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137    EXT. BEACH - MAJORCA - DAY - (1974)                         137

       KEITH ARCHER walks across the beach, the scalding sand,
       sweating under the merciless sun...

       Until he finds CLOUGH. ARCHER takes out his handkerchief,          
       mops his brow..

                              ARCHER
                 You're a hard man to find, Mr. Clough.

                              CLOUGH
                 Who's looking?                                           

                              ARCHER
                 My name's Keith Archer. Secretary of                     
                 Leeds United football club.                              

       CLOUGH looks up, can't help smiling..                              
                              CLOUGH                                      
                 Then what are you doing here, Keith?                     
                 Because from what I'm reading in my                      
                 paper, and from what I hear on the                       
                 jungle drums, you've got a bit of a                      
                 problem at home with your manager                        
                 flirting with the England job.                           

                              ARCHER                                      
                 He's not flirting...                                     

                              CLOUGH                                      
                        (indignant, pointing to                           
                         newspaper)                                       
                 `Ey, it says it right here.                              
                              ARCHER                                      
                 He's taken it.                                           

       CLOUGH turns, squints in the light...                              

                              ARCHER (cont'd)                             
                 Which bring me to the point of my                        
                 visit.                                                   

       BARBARA and PETER TAYLOR look over from the beach, concerned.      
       KEITH ARCHER smiles nervously, politely raising his hat...         


137A   OMITTED                                                   137A

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138   EXT. BEACH - MAJORCA - (1974)                               138

      Seagulls wheeling. Two tiny specks on the beach in the
      distance, arguing. Silhouettes against the setting sun..

                          TAYLOR
             Bloody hell. But we HATE Leeds.                              

                          CLOUGH
             It's the top flight, Pete. The First
             Division.

                          TAYLOR
             But we've given Brighton our word. And
             they've paid us the money.

                          CLOUGH
             We can pay BACK the money. Bollocks to
             bloody Brighton.                                             
                    (laughing now, a                                      
                     dismissive wave)                                     
             I'd go mad. We'd ALL go mad down                             
             there.

                          TAYLOR
             Please...give it a year. Give it a                           
             chance.

                          CLOUGH
             A year? It'd be death. Death for us
             all.

                          TAYLOR
             Mike Bamber is a good man..
                          CLOUGH
             Oh, do me a favour..

                          TAYLOR
             He had faith in us, offered us a job
             when no one would.

                          CLOUGH
             He offered us a job. And now someone
             else has offered us a better one..and
             not just anyone. The best team in the
             country. C'mon, Pete, you know what
             that means.. It'd be the Charity
             Shield at Wembley in a months time.
             The European Cup after..

                          TAYLOR
             Yes, but even if we won them it would                        
             always be Revie's achievements. HIS
             team..
                          (MO RE)                        (CO NTINU ED)

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138   CON TINUE D:                                               138
                            TAY LOR (cont'd)
                      (fretting)
               I can't do it. I gave Brighton my                            
               word.




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

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138   CON TINUE D: (2)                                          138

                          CLOUGH
             What? And you'd sooner fester down
             there? With all those fucking Tories?
             In that blue-rinse retirement home by
             the sea?

                          TAYLOR
             Yes, Brighton is a small club..

                          CLOUGH
             Fucking midgets.

                          TAYLOR
             But at least we'd be together, you and
             me. We could build them up. Make them
             our own. Like we did with Hartlepools.
             Like we did with Derby.

                          CLOUGH
             And then what? Bottle again as soon as
             it comes to the big time. That's
             always been the trouble with you,
             Pete. No ambition.

                          TAYLOR
             And that's the trouble with you. Too
             much ambition. Too much greed. Too
             much everything.

                          CLOUGH
             You knock it, but it's done you proud
             over the years. My "ambition". Without
             me - you'd still be stuck in Burton
             Albion. On the arse of the footballing
             earth.
                          TAYLOR
             But without you I'd still have a job                          
             in Derby. A job and a home that I
             love.
                    (a beat)
             Yes, Brian - you're the shop window,
             I'll grant you that. The razzle and
             the bloody dazzle. But I'm the goods
             at the back. And without me, without                          
             someone to save you from yourself,
             you're not just half..
                    (tapping brain)
             ...you're nothing.

      TAYLOR starts to walk. CLOUGH calls after him..




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

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138   CON TINUE D: (3)                                        138

                          CLOUGH
             I'm nothing? I'm nothing?? Don't make
             me laugh? So what does that make you,
             Taylor? Something?? You're half of                      
             nothing!! Nothing's parasite! A big
             fat pilot fish that FEEDS on nothing!!
             A bloody nobody!! The forgotten man!!                   
             History's fucking afterthought!!

      TAYLOR walks off, leaving CLOUGH...

                          TAYLOR
             Well, let's see, shall we?

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139   OMITTED                                              139

                                                                          85-86


140   INT. BOARDROOM - ELLAND ROAD - EVENING - (1974)            140

      The LEEDS BOARD MEMBERS' faces: MANNY CUSSINS, SAM BOLTON,
      KEITH ARCHER, SYDNEY SIMON, PERCY WOODWARD, etc

                          CUSSINS
             Let's be honest. It's not working, is
             it?

                          CLOUGH
             What's not working? I haven't been
             here five minutes, so how can anything
             be working yet?

                          CUSSINS
             Still...the players aren't happy.
             We're not happy.

                          CLOUGH
             So what do you want to do about it?
                          CUSSINS
             If it's not working, then we'll have
             to part company.

                          CLOUGH
             Fine. It'll cost you twenty-five
             grand.

      The Leeds BOARD MEMBERS choke...

                          CUSSINS
             What? For six weeks work?

                          CLOUGH
             Plus three and a half grand for Jimmy
             Gordon. And an agreement that Leeds
             United will pay both our income taxes
             for the next three years.

      The Leeds BOARD MEMBERS choke...

                          CUSSINS
             That's bloody criminal.

                          CLOUGH
             No, what's criminal, Mr. Cussins, is
             the way you as Chairman asked me to
             leave the room like that in front of
             the players. Your MANAGER. Going
             behind my back like that.

                          CUSSINS
             I admit, that was wrong.

                                                        (CO NTINU ED)

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140   CON TINUE D:                                                 140

                            CLOUGH
               And you can throw in the Merc and all.

                            BOLTON
               What?

                            CLOUGH
               Might be a bit flash for a man out of
               a job, but the truth is, I've grown to
               like it.

                            CUSSINS
               Who the bloody hell do you think you
               are?

                            CLOUGH
               Brian Clough. Brian Howard Clough.

                            CUSSINS
               Aye. No danger of me forgetting THAT
               name in a hurry.


141   INT. MANAGER'S OFFICE - DAY - (1974)                          141

      CLOUGH and his SONS are packing together CLOUGH's belongings
      in a couple of boxes. A knock at the door..

      DUNCAN MACKENZIE comes in, in track suit, a cigarette in
      hand. Ready for the day's training..

                            MACKENZIE
               Just wanted to say, it's not right.
               They should have given you more time.
                            CLOUGH
               Good lad.

                            MACKENZIE
               Not just me that feels that way,
               either.

                            CLOUGH
               The sad thing is, it won't work. You
               can't change a manager like a pair of
               socks. It'll happen once, to me - and
               never again.

      CLOUGH shakes CLARKE's hand.

      `Rrrrinng', the phone rings. CLOUGH turns and picks up the
      phone. He listens, then..



                                                             (CO NTINU ED)

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141   CON TINUE D:                                                141

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
                       (into phone)
                All right. But you'll have to make it
                quick.

      CLOUGH hangs up. Looks at his SONS..

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
                Something we have to do on the way.
                Won't take long.


142   OMITTED                                                      142


143   INT. YORKSHIRE TV STUDIOS - DAY - (1974)                     143

      CLOUGH sits in make-up. The door opens and AUSTIN MITCHELL,
      the same presenter as earlier, sticks his head round the
      corner..
                             MITCHELL
                Thanks for agreeing to this.

                              CLOUGH
                No problem.

      CLOUGH smiles. Uncharacteristically vulnerable.

                             CLOUGH (cont'd)
                Go easy on me, though. There's a good
                lad.


144   INT. YORKSHIRE TV STUDIOS - DAY - (1974)                     144
      CLOUGH is led into the studio, and onto the `Calender' set,
      chatting to the SOUND MAN.

      CLOUGH's microphone is fixed, he is shown to his seat beside
      the PRESENTER's. Then CLOUGH notices a third (empty) seat
      beside his..

                             CLOUGH
                What's this? We expecting guests?

      Then CLOUGH looks up to see a distinctive BLUE BLAZER, with
      gold buttons approaching the set...

      Blue blazer. DON's blazer.




                                                            (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D:                                               144

      CLOUGH's face falls as DON REVIE and AUSTIN MITCHELL turn the
      corner, in conspiratorial conversation, and out to the
      seats..

      It's a set-up! CLOUGH looks over at AUSTIN MITCHELL and the
      crew, who shiftily avoids CLOUGH's eyes..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               You bastards!

      REVIE is put in the seat beside CLOUGH. Avoiding CLOUGH's
      eyes. REVIE rolls his neck, crosses his legs. Vast,
      intimidating REVIE. Ready for battle.

      Suddenly, the theme music plays, the FLOOR MANAGER counts
      down..

                            FLOOR MANAGER
               Five, four, three..
      The PRESENTER looks up..

                            MITCHELL
               Good evening. Tonight the football
               world was stunned by the news that
               Brian Clough has been sacked as
               manager of Leeds United. We'll be
               talking not just to Brian Clough, but
               also to the man he replaced, who's
               success he couldn't emulate, Don
               Revie.

      MITCHELL turns to CLOUGH..

                            MITCHELL (cont'd)
               To Brian Clough first of all. What's
               your reaction to being sacked in this
               fashion?

                            CLOUGH
               Obviously, Austin, my initial reaction
               is one of shock at finding myself here
               with Revie...

                            REVIE
               See? Not so easy to make accusations
               when it's to someone's face...

                            CLOUGH
               ...but in answer to your question, six
               weeks is hardly a long time to be
               given a chance in any job. I would
               hope Revie would get a lot longer time
               in his.

                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (2)                                           144

                          MITCHELL
             Do you consider it was possible to
             step into your shoes, Don Revie? To
             replace you?

                          REVIE
             Being very, very honest, I think it
             was a difficult job for anyone to do.
             But I do feel Brian Clough, I won't
             call him Clough because I won't take
             him down like that..

                           CLOUGH
             Thank you.




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (3)                                               144

                           REVIE
              ...I do feel he made it harder for
              himself than he need have.

                           CLOUGH
              How did I do that, Don?

                           REVIE
              Shooting his mouth off about how dirty
              my players were.

                           CLOUGH
              Well, you WERE dirty, Don!

                           REVIE
              That's not true. The last four
              seasons, we've topped the charts for
              entertaining football.

                           CLOUGH
              And before that, you also topped ALL
              the disciplinary charts. You should
              have been docked points and sent DOWN
              to the second Division.

                           MITCHELL
              And in fact, you went on record and
              said so, Brian Clough. Again and
              again. That Leeds should, in fact, be
              relegated.

                           CLOUGH
              And I was right.

                           MITCHELL
              Do you think that might have hurt your
              chances of success when you then came
              to manage them?

                           REVIE
              Of course it did! The things he said?
              Why, man? Why did you take the job in
              the first place?

                           CLOUGH
              Because I thought it was the best job
              in the country.

                           REVIE
              Of course it was the best job in the
              country.

                           CLOUGH
              I was taking over the League
              Champions.
                                                               (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (4)                                          144

                          REVIE
             You were. You were taking over the
             best bunch of players you'd ever seen.




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (5)                                           144

                          CLOUGH
             And I fancied winning the league, and
             winning Europe, and doing it better
             than you.

                          REVIE
             There's no way you COULD win it
             better.

                          CLOUGH
             But that's the only hope I've got.

                          REVIE
             I only lost four matches..

                          CLOUGH
             Well, I can only lose three.

                          REVIE
             No, no, no, no.
                          CLOUGH
             And still play attractive, clean
             football. Without cheating!

                          REVIE
             See, there he goes again..

                          MITCHELL
             Listening to you, I am struck that
             this is not just a business matter for
             you both. It's more than that. It's
             personal. Am I right?

                          CLOUGH
             Well, we're very different people, Don
             and I. We have different styles. In
             football and in life. I'm a warm man.
             An idealist. I do believe in faeries,
             and that is my outlook. Don is
             different. There's a hardness to him.
             A hardness. Maybe he's not even aware
             of it. But he's a cold person.

                          REVIE
             You don't KNOW me!




                                                           (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (6)                                               144

                           CLOUGH
              And that lack of warmth. That coldness
              was there. Permeated the club when I
              arrived.

                           REVIE
              I totally refute that. The atmosphere
              at Leeds was like a family. A happy
              family. You ask any of my players. I
              signed most of them personally. Knew
              their backgrounds. Their parents.
              Their streets. I was a father to them.
              In that club every morning. Massaging
              those boys. Did you do that for them?

                           CLOUGH
              They would never have let me.

                           REVIE
              Did you try? You didn't even try. I
              soaped those boys down with my own
              hands. You just went to Leeds with no
              thought for the club, no thought for
              the players. Just on some kind of mad
              personal vendetta with me.

                           CLOUGH
              Well are you surprised? What else was
              I going to do?? After what you did...

                           REVIE
              What did I do?

                            CLOUGH
              C'mon, Don. You know exactly.
                     (MORE)




                                                               (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                    92
144   CON TINUE D: (7)                                               144

                           CLOUGH (cont'd)
              4th March 1968. See? I even remember
              the date. You came to Derby County,
              the third round of the FA Cup, and you
              refused to shake my hand.

      AUSTIN MITCHELL looks up. The CAMERAMEN look up.

                           REVIE
              Never! Matter of principle! I always
              shake the other manager's hand!

                           CLOUGH
              You shook Peter Taylor's hand, and my
              trainer, Jimmy Gordon's.

                           REVIE
              Then I probably didn't see you!!

                           CLOUGH
              No, you saw me Don. But considered me
              beneath you. Looked down on me. And
              dismissed me. Just like you did every
              other club and every other manager in
              the country.




                                                               (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (8)                                               144

                           REVIE
              Never would I knowingly refuse to
              shake a colleague's hand. The truth
              is, I probably just didn't know who
              you were.

                           CLOUGH
                     (a knowing smile)
              "Didn't know who I was!" Pull the
              other one.

                           REVIE
              It's the truth.




                                                               (CO NTINU ED)

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144   CON TINUE D: (9)                                           144

                           CLOUGH
                     (blurts out)
              Well, you certainly know it NOW.

      All heads turn. That came out unintentionally loud.

                           REVIE
              Oh, we ALL know it now.
                     (a beat)
              We know you as the man who's constant
              outbursts, his defaming of fellow
              professionals, have brought this game,
              this beautiful game into disrepute.
              Who had one of the best jobs in the
              country, at Derby, and managed to get
              the sack. Who had one of the best
              partners in the game, in Peter Taylor,
              and threw him away. Who was given the
              greatest gift in British football
              Leeds United, a team that in ten years
              hasn't finished outside the top four,
              and took them to the bottom of the
              first division. Yes, it's fair to say
              we all know who you are now.

      AUSTIN MITCHELL's eyes widen.

                           MITCHELL
              OK, gentlemen, we're going to have to
              leave it there..

                           CLOUGH
              Well, let's see where we are in a
              year's time, Donald Revie.
                           REVIE
              Dear oh dear..

                           CLOUGH
              Let's see where we both are in five!

                           AUSTIN MITCHELL
              That's it for tonight's show. I'd like
              to thank Brian Clough and Don Revie
              for joining me...

                           REVIE
              Thank you, Austin.

      The show wraps up. Theme music starts playing. REVIE removes
      his microphone, turns and walks out.

      CLOUGH is left staring, hollow-eyed. Wishing the ground would
      swallow him up..

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145   OMITTED                                               145

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146    OMITTED                                                     146


147    INT. CLOUGH'S MERCEDES - DAY - (1974)                       147

       "LEEDS UNITED FOOTBALL CLUB" written on the side of the
       stadium.

       CLOUGH's car driver past.


147A   INT. CLOUGH'S MERCEDES - DAY - (1974)                     147A

       Inside the car: CLOUGH drives, staring at the road ahead.
       Talk on the radio of CLOUGH's dismissal..

                              CLOUGH
                 Boys? Do you think your old man is a
                 fool?
                                SIMON/NIGEL
                 No.

                              CLOUGH
                 You're wrong. He bloody is.

       A silence. CLOUGH continues to drive.

                              CLOUGH (cont'd)
                 Who is the least mature person in this
                 car? Who most needs to bloody grow up?
                 Who's been making a right arse of
                 himself the past few months?

       The BOYS can't help laughing..
                              CLOUGH (cont'd)
                 Who fancies a trip to the seaside? To
                 see Uncle Pete?

                                NIGEL/SIMON
                 Me!

                                CLOUGH
                 Me, and all.

       CLOUGH's foot hits the floor.

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148   EXT. MOTORWAY - DAY - (1974)                                 148

      CLOUGH's Mercedes heads `South', and accelerates into the
      distance.


149   EXT. TAYLOR'S HOUSE - BRIGHTON - DAY - (1974)                149

      PETER TAYLOR is working in the garden. He looks up to see
      CLOUGH standing in the gate to his house..

      TAYLOR looks at CLOUGH. Their eyes meet. A poignant moment.

                          TAYLOR
             They've kicked you out, already?

                           CLOUGH
             They have.

                          TAYLOR
             So how long was that?

                          CLOUGH
             Forty-four days.

                           TAYLOR
             Impressive.

      TAYLOR strains not to show his satisfaction..

                          TAYLOR (cont'd)
             So what are you doing here?

                          CLOUGH
             Don't make this difficult for me,
             Pete...you know why I'm here...and I
             won't bloody grovel.

      TAYLOR shrugs, "Please yourself". Turns and starts walking
      inside.

                          CLOUGH (cont'd)
             All right. I'm grovelling. I'm on my
             knees.

      TAYLOR turns. Sees CLOUGH on his knees. Begging for
      forgiveness.

                          TAYLOR
             "I apologize unreservedly for being a
             twat".




                                                          (CO NTINU ED)

                                                                                 97
149   CON TINUE D:                                                149

                            CLOUGH
               I apologize for being a twat.

                            TAYLOR
               "Unreservedly."

                            CLOUGH
                      (through gritted teeth)
               Unreservedly...

                            TAYLOR
               "Because I can't do it without you."

                            CLOUGH
               Because I can't do it without you.

                            TAYLOR
               "I'm nothing without you."

                            CLOUGH
               I'm nothing without you.

                            TAYLOR
               "Please, please baby, take me back."

                             CLOUGH
               Fuck off..!

      CLOUGH tails off, realizing he has no option..

                            CLOUGH (cont'd)
               "Please, please baby, take me back."

      CLOUGH's sons watch from the car as PETER TAYLOR opens his
      arms, and the two MEN fall into an embrace.
      But in the clench, TAYLOR's smile fades, his expression
      suddenly becoming serious.

      TAYLOR holds CLOUGH tight, and whispers...

                            TAYLOR
               You'll only fuck me up again, won't
               you?

                            CLOUGH
               I love you, y'know.

                            TAYLOR
               I know. But it won't stop you.

      A beat. CLOUGH thinks, then..



                                                            (CO NTINU ED)


149   CON TINUE D: (2)                                           149

                          CLOUGH
             So? Would you sooner go through it all
             without me?

      TAYLOR's face: freeing and condemning himself at once..

                           TAYLOR
             Never.

      Our CAMERA slowly pulls back: over the Brighton landscape, as
      CLOUGH and TAYLOR disappear into TAYLOR's house..

      CAPTION 1: "DON REVIE FAILED AS ENGLAND MANAGER."

      CAPTION 2: "HE WENT TO SAUDI ARABIA, WHERE HIS CAREER ENDED
      AMONG ALLEGATIONS OF FINANCIAL MISDEALINGS".

      CAPTION 3: "BRIAN CLOUGH AND PETER TAYLOR WERE REUNITED..

      CAPTION 4: "THEY TOOK OVER NOTTINGHAM FOREST WHERE THEY WON
      THE EUROPEAN CUP IN 1979.."

      CAPTION 5: "..AND AGAIN IN 1980."

      CAPTION 6: "BUT IT WASN'T LONG BEFORE TAYLOR AND CLOUGH FELL
      OUT AGAIN."

      CAPTION 7: "PETER TAYLOR DIED OF A HEART ATTACK BEFORE THEY
      COULD MAKE UP."